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In which a Tub is dusty:
"My brain just gets satisfaction from crafting exquisite, jeweled regrets to sit and admire endlessly! It's a regretsmith. Sweltering in the memory mines, crafting itself miseries, toiling in the furnace of thought, the forge with walls of bone."
Whoa. Some metaphor, eh?
"My brain just gets satisfaction from crafting exquisite, jeweled regrets to sit and admire endlessly! It's a regretsmith. Sweltering in the memory mines, crafting itself miseries, toiling in the furnace of thought, the forge with walls of bone."
Whoa. Some metaphor, eh?
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(+) Aka things to be very careful about building on the mindscape-aligned MUCK sort of thing we have. c..c