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Aug. 21st, 2006 10:22 pmAdolescent pictures of the world: so bad and incomplete you couldn't help but know it. The gap between what you felt was so and what was so in fact was so glaring that the very contemplation drew skies and seas of what might be between into your skin--or it into them, as it split like a slit shark, becoming contents of what it still itself contained, which was impossible, which was impossible.