2006-10-08

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2006-10-08 10:02 pm
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2006-10-08 11:29 pm
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Transmission

The sky was tuned to the color of an empty channel. I stumbled forward, bracing myself. It was important to pretend that nothing was wrong. The sky, as I've said, was blue.