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we are drawing the 40 remaining spaces
they are still available and we
we will draw them ever so happily.

don hojack, commander in chief,
has a chance, the same as they do.
mostly, though, they scribble on the walls
and faces

if you're late, we understand
but we have released a tiny army of
flea-ridden spherical automotons
so you must take great caution

+ they have ripped me out
of my magazine
they have placed me here
without food
without water
they have placed me on the floor
they have no eyes

my edges are still frayed from my explusion
the frays still burn with the ripping pains
my edges are white and fuzzy

m0f73