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This is unbeivably heavy and if you make a mistake you are fucking sunk.

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the only time i have ever owned anything on tthart was writtern on a type writer was a letter that my cousin wrote and it seemed to contain much more conviction than anything she has ever written by hand or sent

over the computer.. her mistakes were the best part and i felt that with

every blot and exra letter that was mixed iinto the cities she said we would

someday visit that she meant we really would and we,d get more out of them

than other peiople do -- the people who spell thisngs correctly and cant

decipher paris from pssris.

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buttbuttercreaaam i am mamakiing misttackjes grounndeed min my own incapbility and the infeasibility of knowinng where myy limits lie anand a inesca

abile faault of my jumpy tendons. manyy apologies to the rreader, my pinky

is weak.

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It s been long time but the knack is coming back.they say the revolution wont be televixed.They,re right. the revolution is being podcast.

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I I wake up in the evening and fly into a ra ge it seems the thcasthis crazy cesspoolI wake up in the evening and fly into a rage It seems this crazy cess p

turned into my cage all of this confusion ha s me gioing insane

Iwa n to cra wl into a corner thats where I will remain they say I should be pravelent but I am benevolent niothing more to supplement

a dont trust the government I dont trust what they represent I cant

afford tpo pay my rent I will end iliving in a tent I dont trust the

government

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thought: Two atoms close together will also change thelocal vacume aroundThem. If onefthem emits a virtual photon, which is almost instantaly ab-sorbed by the other, then on any timescale larger than the brief mom ent

of the photons existence the total enery is conserved. But the fact that

virtual particles can be exchanged modifies the vacume around the atoms

modifies the vacume around the atoms, and thisleads to aforce.

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There once was a man who was king of the dusthe lived in the taj mahal with his army of loyal pterasaurs for an age and half he ruled the land until one day his man servant came to wake him

he was of that the royal treasury had been robbed

thing king awoke to realize that his name was ronnie

they called him four fingers, not because he had foutfingers

but because he once stuck four fingers up a man named ronnie

his army was actually a pile of dead squirrels

andthetaj mahal was a wet cardboard box in the woods

its apity he ran out of pop

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Her frosted plum cheekrasped by the rough melon huskMy daughter asleep

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Hello! My name is Rosie and i am from the lower east side x20 years. I happy for this throwback to type from this manual typewriter. I love Tompkins Square Park and appreciate this moment. Wow how many times can change and then still remain the same. I thank you and my daughter Janay for this chance of throwback. Peace

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Being from the lower east side has helped me become the woman i am todayso i messed up but im back i love being from the lower east side and i will alway remain a lowereastsider to the day i die. Lifes too short to waste a great smile god bless love always janayspencer

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Stand by for cliches : Beautiful hot summer days. At Tompkins Square Park with The Rust (Rusty James) He's loving on some people while I type this. We are so in love. With each other. With love itself. With life... Can't wait for the rest of our lives together...

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They know about 9 11 at least a few months in advance but did nothing. To mmy chong----a bear a turned ring and the rest of the story -- roosap ROSAPHILIA@GMAIL.COM **WE NEED A NEW LAPTOP FOR A GEEK WHO CAN UNLOCK MY VISTA PASSWORD AND A SANTA FE BURGER FROM JACKSON HOLE BURGER WE ARE IN THE BOOK *WE ALSO HAVE SOME COMMENDS FOR YOUR ASS CANCER WE ARE IN THE BOOK ** UWS OF MANHATTAN CALL US!

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the wind blow the no final destination in mind. moves to wherever is open ,wherever is eastist, wherever it can continue its ebb, its flow. in the sameways people are like the wind. we change change our opinion of something or

someone in a moment notice. just like how the wind can change direction

whenever it wants. we can neither feel nor ... scratch that... we can only

feel the wind, but never touch. i believe its the same in reverse, the wind

can only feel but never actually touch us. they are like too opposite forces existing

on the same plain but never fully sharing the same space. we live same

and as a community or as a family never to harm or protect each other. to be free is to be rid of fear...

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although seeminglbenign, the democratization of poetics and the collapse of aesthIc standr ards is a violent and catastrauphic event. the m argins

will always be folded in, but even this note should not be read as

complicit, or rather i have no choice buy to be complicit

but i do not collude.

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poetry will not be made by all.

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MelbaI bless your feet so they ground you

I bless your hands so that everything you touch turns to gold

I bless your eyes so that they may always look upon greatness

I bless your mouth so that every word that comes out of your voice box be

kind and inspiring

I bless your ears so that your ears always hear the call for wisdom To all that read this I bless you for sending these words to those you love

to those that need to read these words today and everyday. And so it is. Gio

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brooke hello this is cool Hi what is

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YEs, world why don't you say hello. c? I will each day to rise and i fall, nevertheless I try. May every day be like a birthday - SHINE!

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HI world, it's oops nice to meet you what's oops better than writing in a parkon a typewriter. clap. it's oops ,my bitrthday. man i really dont know how to type without predictive text.thank you.

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