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Another smushed query. Color and life argue for the representative fiction. The pleasurable data staring me in the kisser, and saying "Oh your mouth!" That, my friends, is the substance I tend to abuse. The problems stretch out for years. Health and capitalism. This is too tense, too show-offy. Show offy the door. Getting toys. To yes. Do you get "To Yes"? Getting to yes you, getting to yes all about you. This brain is not a digital poetics. Analog bluegrass revival, blue-gray grass. My license says Gr. Grrr. Time for a gyro, pronounced "year oh." Call Bob, time to redo the interview about coping with divorce finance in uncertain politico-economical times. "Fewer strippers!" I'll shout. "Also, I'll only be getting the cereal that comes in a bag." The head turns automatically to the left. Audience reaction is wrong. What sort of array would you like? Apple cider. Pinecones of Rome. I think not. I think, "not." Not her.