I am breathing now, through a miasma of loathing and self
indulgence, my mind and body being fueled only by the two Tennents I
ingested earlier. These propel me to new heights. I am an author. I am
the man. I am the self-proclaimed King of Procrastination. I impress the
laymen with my consumed and regurgitated knowledge of the cubist
movement and their penchant for text based art.
Fear me.
Braque's a square. You shouldn't hang out with him.
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