you've been forewarned of the shakedown. opinions stamped on the pulp of the
tabloid newsstand gossip that's stacked at your door. you swallowed the last of
free MA. car starts, four windows lowered away: last views of cityscapes
crumbling.
skyscrapers sink into the ground. all static, no noise: turn the radio down.
those bandwidth signals can't reach this far.
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