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Here and there and at the fulcrum scurry toward the desired most. Toward continued agitation, in the name of education, for the sake of the transgressing Professor Man... The undecided saboteur... Secret gutterlover...
Bring it on! I want nothing less than Fredrick in my face. The powerful-powerless, straddling peaks, the ivorygutter, the ivy covered concrete campanile crumbling in confusion.
I know Fredrick can't resist the rubble. He's proven this time and time again.
I think I hear my name, Lolli calling me back to her room, to her company...
Suddenly elsewhere,
Fredrick (the impostor) finds himself here, in the body of the
discovered text.
the cunning-weak and private prankster
I am uncertain if this is meant as an attack or a sort of recognition that I am drawn to, understand the dirt, that I still feel a sophomoric and experimental urgency to know... To discover the NEXT at the base, what is already forgotten, hidden in the margins...
