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The spaces between our words grew.

He would've spit coffee into his mug, unbrushed his teeth, and put hair on his face with a razor.

..

I'd said "Dad?" backward, which would have sounded the same as "Dad" forward.

..

We Would have been safe.

He said, Let there be light. And there was darkness.

The room was filled with conversations we weren't having.

OSKAR SHELL

INVENTOR, JEWELRY DESIGNER, JEWELRY FABRICATOR, AMATEUR ENTOMOLOGIST, FRANCOPHILE, VEGAN, ORIGAMIST, PACIFIST, PERCUSSIONIST, AMATEUR ASTRONOMER, COMPUTER CONSULTANT, AMATEUR ARCHEOLOGIST, COLLECTOR OF: rare coins, butterflies that died natural deaths, miniature cacti, Beatles memorabilia, semiprecious stones, and other things

E-MAIL: OSKAR_SHELL@HOTMAIL.COM
HOME PHONE: PRIVATE / CELL PHONE: PRIVATE
FAX MACHINE: I DON'T HAVE A FAX MACHINE YET

I saw all of the locks I'd tried to open, and the 161,999,931 that I hadn't yet.

5,6,8,3

"I never thought about things at all, everything changed, the distance that wedged itself between me and my happiness wasn’t the world, it wasn’t the bombs and burning buildings, it was me, my thinking, the cancer of never letting go, is ignorance bliss, I don’t know, but it’s so painful to think, and tell me, what did thinking ever do for me, to what great place did thinking ever bring me? I think and think and think, I’ve thought myself out of happiness one million times, but never once into it."

"Ved nærmere ettertanke,” sa jeg til Gerald, “kunne man lage en helt utrolig lang limousin, med baksetet ved vaginaen til moren din og forsetet ved mausoleet ditt, så ville den være like lang som livet ditt."

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