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i think i'm officially being stalked by crazed russians selling cialis. after yesterday's exercise in insanity, i received two more spam emails which are supposed to encourage me to go out and buy pills that will help enhance my masculinity. [dom would like to point out that this is a winning proposition for no one.]

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the more i read these, the more i'm thinking that this could actually result from a really poor attempt to translate joyce's "finnegan's wake" into another language and then back to english. also, it's possible i might start stitching them together to form a new symbolist/ post-modernist/ surrealist masterpiece. watch, i'll end up winning a nobel prize for this...


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