I'm culling from text I kinda spewed out into the machine while I was out west, there were letters to you in there I never sent for the spaciness of them, but there were descriptions of messages coming down wireless hot spots on isolated highways and such I kept. I'll try and get em to…
You said in your letter to write about what I'm painting now. You were maybe sitting in a virtual world taking pictures of your self there at the time. You'd found a room with the ripped wallpaper and the old oriental carpet like my real time room for painting portraits and perhaps your avatar was…
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