The humidity scattering my flesh over the new walls. The walls opening up. The white light of the bathroom and street sighs from the open window: ideas will come to you here. These windows will provide ideas.

The one who knows the devil has blue eyes also knows that we are soul mates. I sat drinking beer last night around a table of faces, looking down at her arms. She said watch out for bears. Yes, they sneak up on you and make your heart explode. There are bears all over the Island. Bears continue to appear before me.

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