Abecedarian: what they’re thinking. Anthropomorphizers might imagine an avocado feeling rotten. Bullies seeks a satisfaction they never felt. Clients don’t know what they want, just what they don’t like. The thoughts of our inner demons deepen as they eat. “I know nothing.” This will-o-the-wisp sometimes startles experts. Friends demonstrate such endurance focusing on our sweetness. Gonzo journals thought themselves cool, and thought themselves cool. Sometimes I think I'd be satisfied as a hermit. The Marauding Huggers touched actual joy in adolescence. Don’t imagine idealists’ identities to be Faberge. Human ingenuity fascinates junk collectors. Knowers prefer stillness but gale winds tease tiny hairs on the bodies of lovers. A monogamous
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