Tuesday, August 12, 2003

This society. The discrepancy between the path you would take
as defined by the lines, & the path you have to make around
potholes & road debris, grows ever wider; now, if you save your
tires, you run th risk of being stopped as a drunk driver. All our
social forms approach this pitch of absurdity. But it's been
happening so gradually no one laughs.

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