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I remember how long a seemingly empty tube of toothpaste can go on and on.

I remember the washing machine and the vacuum cleaner going at the same time.

I remember rubbing my hand under a restaurant table top and feeling all the gum.

I remember when I worked in an antique-junk shop and I sold everything cheaper than I was supposed to.

I remember daydreams of being discovered by a Hollywood agent who would send me to a special place in California where they “re-do” people. (Very expensive.) They’d cap my teeth and make my hair look great and make me gain weight and give me muscles and I’d come out looking great. On my way to being a star. (But first I’d go home and shock everybody.)