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Pongo #35
Casenotes (from subject's personal journals) Somewhere out there, I hope that the rest of me, scattered across premieres, ground into red carpets, is shining like diamond from coalface.
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Pongo #34
Miffy So this is what tits feel like to wear. Week X and the realization that these jellyballs are what hypnotises so many people makes me laugh, which makes me cough up a back catalogue of black phlegm. I consider quitting and the thought makes me so nervous I light a cigarette.
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Pongo #33
Andaw Done. My mouse hovers over the Send button, then investigates the Scrap button, then flits back to Send. I tug on the premature wattle hanging from my neck. I get up, boil the kettle, forget my drink, sit back down. The screen is still bright. I consider ringing Insa. I want her here, want to stroke her treacle curls for comfort. But this is something that must be done alone.
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Pongo #32
Casenotes (Found playing in subject's room on night of disappearance. Song is "Pickstar by The Dentellas) Hey, hello! You seen my name? It's hanging off the gallows and it's running in the rain.
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Pongo #31
Martaro I show her inside in soft focus, the black lines around the furniture trembling before me. Five years of just internet chatting and she pops up now, all coffeecup eyes and treacle hair, the same as ever. I knock a pile of post onto the floor as we pass.
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