Thursday, July 4, 2013

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I would like to take a picture of you with my tiny little camera. And then I would split your head open, so I could read the serial number etched onto the back of your brain.

Then I could order more of you. Lots more. I could show them exactly what I wanted, down to the little mole on your left elbow.

Then the minutes would stop feeling this precious. Then the supply would finally exceed the demand.

Keyword-Camera

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