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      Thursday
      Apr022009

      Alive.

      I am, indeed, in New York. And alive-ish. Not as "so alive" as that Love and Rockets song, nor am I as alive as Frampton was (and I don't have that cool talkboxy thing that turns your guitar and voice into a robot anthem). 

      And I am getting sick. Apparently everything in New York is a functioning disease buffet for my southern immune system. Smallpox subways, indeed.

      Don't bother clicking the "continued" link below, this is it. There's an update coming. Until then, go read this

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