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[Jennifer, open your mouth.]

the lip, surrounded by the teeth, surrenders to them. the teeth are
hobbled by the lips, nothing speaks directly from the lungs. the
expulsion is a red mist. nikuko i am and blinded by the sun. what is the
currency among the negations harbored by those moving among the
wetlands. the bodies surface against themselves.

[you dressed as the lip, surrounded by the teeth]
the teeth are hobbled by the lips, nothing speaks directly from the
lungs. the expulsion is a red mist. nikuko i am and blinded by the sun.
what is the currency among the negations harbored by those moving among
the wetlands. the bodies surface against themselves.? Is the lip,
surrounded by the teeth, surrenders to them. the teeth are hobbled by
the lips, nothing speaks directly from the lungs. the expulsion is a red
mist. nikuko i am and blinded by the sun. what is the currency among the
negations harbored by those moving among the wetlands. the bodies
surface against themselves. dressed as you?

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that is the nature of bodies, this surfacing, that is the future of
bodies cut and hobbled, throttled and pressed among themselves. history
is pressed out of them. history just disappears. this is the pressing of
bodies, the tissue of history. the dead tissue. the skin is thin like
parchment and cracks when you write on it. no one writes anymore. no one
knows.

[I love your feelings] the lip, surrounded by the teeth, surrenders to
them. the teeth are hobbled by the lips, nothing speaks directly from
the lungs. the expulsion is a red mist. nikuko i am and blinded by the
sun. what is the currency among the negations harbored by those moving
among the wetlands. the bodies surface against themselves. ...

[womb oozes me staining your stick!]

[What do you call your nice frock?]
the future of the world is this staining of bodies, the calculus of
repression, the calculus of raptures and invasions. cloth thrusts
through cloth until warp and woof are bruised. i can't think of a better
way to [ ] and but i can't think.

[the future of the world is this] staining of bodies, the calculus of
repression, the calculus of raptures and invasions. cloth thrusts
through cloth until warp and woof are bruised. i can't think of a better
way to [ ] and but i can't think. is mine, my sweet the lip, surrounded
by the teeth, surrenders to them. the teeth are hobbled by the lips,
nothing speaks directly from the lungs. the expulsion is a red mist.
nikuko i am and blinded by the sun. what is the currency among the
negations harbored by those moving among the wetlands. the bodies
surface against themselves. [I am yours!]

the wounded body, the body catatonic, the body convulsed, tortured,
terrorized, ecstatic, fucked or fucking, the nightmare, the
organism-orgasm

or the wounded body, the body catatonic, the body convulsed, tortured,
terrorized, ecstatic, fucked or fucking, the nightmare, the
organism-organism, the broken or abandoned, hypersexualized

the hypersexualized the abandoned the broken

the future of the world is this staining of bodies, the calculus of
repression, the calculus of raptures and invasions. cloth thrusts
through cloth until warp and woof are bruised. i can't think of a better
way to [ ] and but i can't think. calls forth spry womb, eating,
excreting memory.

confusing the soiled, the future of the world is this staining of
bodies, the calculus of repression, the calculus of raptures and
invasions. cloth thrusts through cloth until warp and woof are bruised.
i can't think of a better way to [ ] and but i can't think. is small,
soiled, that is the nature of bodies, this surfacing, that is the future
of bodies cut and hobbled, throttled and pressed among themselves.
history is pressed out of them. history just disappears. this is the
pressing of bodies, the tissue of history. the dead tissue. the skin is
thin like parchment and cracks when you write on it. no one writes
anymore. no one knows.?

... womb is or the wounded body, the body catatonic, the body convulsed,
tortured, terrorized, ecstatic, fucked or fucking, the nightmare, the
organism-orgasm, the broken or abandoned, hypersexualized here, it's
womb?

Are you becoming close to Jennifer's the future of the world is this
staining of bodies, the calculus of repression, the calculus of raptures
and invasions. cloth thrusts through cloth until warp and woof are
bruised. i can't think of a better way to [ ] and but i can't think.?

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hyperabandoned, hypertortured, the hyperfucking, hyperfucked, the
terrorized prosthetics

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the future of the world is this staining of bodies, the calculus of
repression, the calculus of raptures and invasions. cloth thrusts
through cloth until warp and woof are bruised. i can't think of a better
way to [ ] and but i can't think. and 2420 and 2392 - [standard form]

[[standard form] catatonic Julu ... 9.733 minutes turning Jennifer ...]