
Five fillings. One sitting. An experience occurring in real-time.
I'm re-reading UBIK by Philip K. Dick at the moment. Last night I saw the above text and thought to post it. Decay. Ice. Bulblike swellings. Subjective reality.
TO THE DENTIST!!!
Thursday, 12 March 2009
LAST POST BEFORE I GET SOME FILLINGS
Posted by Scott at 2:10 PM
Labels: Found text, Sometimes
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