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    <title>i need money</title>
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    <content type="html">fuck the police&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and eric.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end.</content>
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    <title>ben</title>
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    <content type="html">bens younger sister measured my hair today. its 13 and a half inches. i translated this into miles per heartbeat before passing out. ben, fucked up on jack daniels and some obscure pharmaseutical, decided it would be a good idea to try and smoke tortilla chips. this made my lungs very angry. im very thankful to ben and his family for letting them stay with me these few days, but im defiantly moving out today. once ben gets sober enough, hes driving me to randall, jet and alices place. nothing like sleeping on the kichen floor.</content>
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    <content type="html">im back in dc. lara and beth wont even let me in the apt to get any of my stuff. ive been sleeping on bens couch the past few days. the motherfuckers well off. his family hates me. his cat does to. junky germs. fuckers. my sleep schedule is fucked up. theres nothing to do round here this late but create online jouranls on the powells computer. in 1 or 2 days im moving in with jet, randall and alice. good times. i need a job. im going to starve to death. me and rora decided to see how close we could get to dying of thirst. i saw her for the first time in so long. it was beautiful. the fall is beautiful. me and rora love it. we are going to carve pumpkins. aj told me that i did not need a costume for halloween, i alreayd look like such a wreck. everyone will admire my realistic costume that is in fact not a costume at all. lets go tango in acid water.</content>
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