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Back from an Electric Eel shock gig. Stomach twisting. Thinking of the origins of the word "Hysteria".

MP3 hurts the speaker. Sleater Kinney's "Sympathy".

I sing along with things which aren't anything to do with me.

I think I feel.

"I've got this curse in my hands
All I touch fades to black
Turns to dust turns to sand
I've got this curse on my tongue
All I taste is the rust
This decay in my blood"




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