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My highway to distraction begins with an exit off the perpetrating railway with a winding left to the forum of my thoughts. Attempting to rid myself of all the nostalgic residue, the build up of commentary left by the common pedestrian: those walking by, stopping & staring. Made that stop at the corner ice cream parlor, you know, just a little something to clear up the monotony. Found a common ground on the corner of My Demise & My Hidden Despise
