Saturday, July 03, 2004

this isn't a nation yet but rocks piled determinedly. the aliens gave us a piece of their mind, the residue of perhaps a happier sun. we drove into the desert, having heard that the angels reside there. we wrote a few despatches, but nothing returned. in the morning, we'll get to work. language has been imported.

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