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It all began on a warm fall day, I don't remember what happened, but I've been told countless stories of the ensueing details that accompanied and followed this fiasco of bantam proportions. The following will tell in abstract precision the hideously stagnant, foul vices that created the antithesis of a miniscule endeavor. I searched through back country of the Snohomish region in the great province called Washington (wshng-tn). After thrice score and another fortnight I caught the rank stench of a putrid monster that was to be in the precinct of my own tiresome mortal part. I followed the scent throught the air, and as I felt I was approaching my yearning, I saw a gastly vision. There, standing in my headmost was the most astounding sight I had ever seen in my epoch. I approached this barbarous looking fiend with the most curiosity and vigilance. At once I had placed my rightmost pes on a broken extent of an overhanging tree. At the moment the banch broke and erupted into an amount of sound only to stir a creature of such monlithic size, the fiend swung its body around counter its original position, only to see the threatening look of none other than a human being on its spoor. As I gazed into the abysmal eyes of the creature, I began to survey the mass that was the body of this gluttonous hun, the origins of he began to pour over me in an intrepid bit of epiphanic realization came over me. During my stupor and distraction caused by any amount of deep thoughts into my inermost psyche, I was bludgeoned by the mass that was the fiends arm. As I lay in the foliage of the bereft wooded area, in a state of semi-unconsiousness, I had a realization that I was the mere tool in a societal system designed to mass produce the workers as ants, and work for the cyclical ideology of a human utilidor with a passive design only to serve itself through exploitation, submission, life, and death. I gathered my thoughts after the illusion of a quadrupled world had passed through, I began to discuss theory based around the teachings of the oracle Sybilline. After much discussion, and dinning on native fauna harvested by my new found friend, we both made our merry way's, I with thoughts of far worlds and my experience, it with feelings of lust and aphrodesia.

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