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this town is big, bright and lonely. insincere and scared. there is a sense of brittle false bravado and everything looks like a movie set.
i bet there are more size '3's' per capita here than anywhere else,unless its a malnutritioned third world country.
i bet there is more plastic surgery in these zip codes 90403,90210,etc. than anywhere else on earth.
this town is a good argument for being agoraphobic.if it was grey and nasty outside, one would feel justified in hating the world, but one must be really fucked up with all the goddamn sunshine and palm trees and blinding veneered smiles.


ech. why oh why am i here.

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yuck. but slightly less yuck than yesterday.
i really need to buckle down and keyword. ok i will start now.
phew.