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Saturday, 8 November 2025
Earth 619
You get into the shop of school supplies and you choose and green and black bag. Green and black bag for an insider who is also an outcast. You wear your brownish orange GAP t-shirt and go to a birthday party, an eventful one where you have your first conscious tryst with sadism. In your pant pocket there is a ladies handkerchief made of towel fabric and it doesn't really matter to you, people might think that calf socks that you wear on formal occasions are compensation for ladies kerchiefs, but not really, you wear calf socks because it makes you feel like James Bond. You remember the exact moment when you were afraid of going in front of the vegetable vendor that comes daily to the colony, and this happened just those couple of years, not before not after. Green and black bag became a school friend punched in the memory like a hole. It was a good time, you lived in a basement and watched Winx Club, fairies with short skirts looking like ladies from the Butterfly music video. A couple of uneventful years can grow like a unending night and consume a thousand years of solitude, but solitude is good. You sometimes feel like being on USS Callister all alone, your genitals just like the genitals of dolls, in an infinite universe for all eternity. The only problem that arises here is of hunger and food supply. It doesn't matter though, since you are an insider as well as an outcast. A parade missed, a .303 not fired and a lifetime of FOMO. You miss not being in the loop and it's sad that a pulp comic book hero has to remind you of your outsider status. Your princess is coming riding a horse, and you on your wheelchair find yourself unable to undoing the straps, you have to bootstrap yourself out of this sisyphean rollercoaster ride where the ride is powered by your own pain. You have to leave the comfort, and so you onboard USS Callister, wear your helmet, take your parachute and launch yourself into the orbit of earth, where gravity pulls you down and you land safely. The only problem is knowing if it is the same earth where you had your ladies kerchief or some other earth and then you see the board, Earth 619, booyaka and you wear your mask so that they can't see you.
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