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A series of interconnected nightmares: you die, you are alive but you hate me, I die but it's exactly like being alive only everyone hates me, I hate you because you love everyone more than me, I am wearing an itchy blue sweater, I am someplace very, very hot, I am punching you in your face, I am pregnant, certain brownstones project negative thoughts onto my brain and verbally remind me of my many shortcomings as I walk past them, you are moving to Korea where the seasons are more satisfying, all of my teeth have fallen out.