The threadbare story idea that's swimming around in my brain atm, is it literally anything?
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It's a slow progression, insanity that is, not some thing that happens over night. No it builds and builds and hits a crescendo, my crescendo was hitting Susanne Wilmington with my car but that's not how it started, no it started with a flower. I'm getting ahead of myself of course, why jump the gun anyway no I'll tell you the whole story, starting with Tuesday morning.
















