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20 Spotless Minds Stars book down the leg: prostrate lock-step. Blanch. Buck bronco. Training the spine that flails upon the table. How fluent do your nerves speak electric? [sic]. Textbook question, but I could have told them better—faster than you’d ever think adaptive: too many hubs are studded sempiternal in my circuitry, and ivories tickle treble, treble, treble. But they want to split the lark to anatomize the song. They’re smiling at conduction, white noise fastening the floodgate. ...

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