I USED TO CURL UP NEXT TO RUMBLING MACHINESWITH SPINNING DISCS AND CLANKING FANS BLAZINGA BOX FULL OF METAL AND PLASTICTHE UMBILICAL CORD TUNNELING THROUGH THE WALLSMY CONNECTION TO THE WORLDI LAY IN SOCKS AND A THREADBARE SHIRTMY BED IS A MATTRESS UNDER THE DESKPULSING ELECTRICITY LULLS ME TO SLEEPI USED TO THINK MACHINES WERE [...]
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