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momebieYou're almost there, writer. Can you taste it? The salt on your lips! The wind in your hair! The tentacle in your-- Wait a minute, that's not right. That's not how this story was supposed to go at all! But that's just the way, isn't it? Don't give up. You've got two days to push through, and two days is nothing compared to the 28 that came before. I'd get out my pom poms, but well, they just attract the wrong sort of cephalopod.
