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I can't say
when it started and maybe I don't have to.
It's been two years, more or less,
meeting once a
week to vibrate the air. Like stones
dropped in a
well, overlapping waves
make intricate patterns.
Pick yourself up by the ankles and shake
till guts are spilled. Or grab your
friend's
head and squeeze to hear the
sound.
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