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September 24, 2013:

Life inside the simulacrum. Where butterflies recite lyrics and all the patrons waltz.

Could it be me?

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This is not the real thing. This is not the real thing. This is not the real thing. This is not the real thing.
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This is not the real thing. This is not the real thing. This is not the real thing. This is not the real thing.