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Saturday, April 1, 2006

Torture is wrong

There they lay, dying. Cut off at - nay: below the knee. And there was nothing now that could save them, not even the water I tried to feed them, despite it having been enriched with more chemicals than can be found on an average Saturday night in an Amsterdam club.

Over the following days and nights, I sat still, staring at them, pausing only for the fulfillment of essential biological functions such as eating and sleeping. And during that time, I slowly watched them fade away, until, this morning, they died.

No, I'm not a big fan of vased flowers.

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