They were doozies. They all were.
I wonder how many I can remember,
sitting here, days later. But I can come
up with several scenes and snippets from
that last one, which I’m not sure wasn’t
actually the last two. Or so. So let me shut
up and set the scene. Polynesia. Isn’t that
an antiquated, perhaps erroneous, perhaps
derogatory way to name a particular place.
Vulnerability. It turns out it’s not really a
place. I mean it is a region? But more than
anything else it’s a people. Now isn’t that
American of me? Not to know something that,
an antiquated, perhaps erroneous, perhaps
derogatory way to name a particular place.
Vulnerability. It turns out it’s not really a
place. I mean it is a region? But more than
anything else it’s a people. Now isn’t that
American of me? Not to know something that,
before I speak about it, I should? Broad strokes.
But I didn’t ask for a code to terminate Facebook.
Which might also be a place, but maybe could be
better defined as a people. Oh, is this science fiction?
You tell me. Or no, I’m telling you. Yes, it was science
fiction. In many of the dream segments I was in (or above)
But I didn’t ask for a code to terminate Facebook.
Which might also be a place, but maybe could be
better defined as a people. Oh, is this science fiction?
You tell me. Or no, I’m telling you. Yes, it was science
fiction. In many of the dream segments I was in (or above)
a place called Polynesia. Yes, for most of the duration I can re
