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The FightChapter Four: The FightThe Fight
Hubert was going insane. His cube was directly across from the main conference room and the racket was becoming unbearable. The meeting had been going on for 20 minutes and none of the screaming women inside had had the courtesy to shut the door. He had tried several times already to make it obvious to them that he was being bothered. Standing up and looking into the conference room, trying to make eye contact hadn’t worked. He didn’t know what the meeting was about, but it was clear that these women were entranced.
What you know you can't explain, but you feel it. You've felt it your entire deviant life, that there's something wrong with the story. You don't know what it is, but it's there, like a splinter in your mind, driving you mad.
You take the blue pill, the story ends. Your browser closes and you believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill, you stay in wonderland. And, I show you how deep the rabbit hole goes.
I offer only the truth, nothing more.
Take: The Red Pill
Take: The Blue Pill
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The Angry Deviant
Random Deviant
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"You are all I ever want and this I am denied. Sometimes in my darkest hour I wish I'd never learned what it is to be in love and have that love returned."
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"And now I see with eye serene, the very pulse of the Machine." -William Wordsworth
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Stottys Landscapes - [link]
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Everyone wants to be found.
Take care man and thanks again for the interest
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Take yourself lightly... then you can fly
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