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Bitten
A nightmare dog from my childhood, again found residing in the wood grain.
Why?
When one of the girls at school kicked me in the balls from behind without provocation.
Formless life.
The first 40 years of my life, traced into the wood.
Feeling emotions and finding grains that would partially embody them.
Generations.
All generations of our family, on our local town train.
Catastrophe Monkey, Alphaman and The Optimiser.
Three of my go-to personas.
Hands off!
I didn't trust myself around these tools by the end of 2024.
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