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Mr. Man In Anchorage written @ 4:28 p.m. on June 22, 2003 Ode to Mr. Man in Anchorage... Ode to Mr. Man in Anchorage, Why you read our diaries I know not. Nor do I know who you are. You started our little fan club, Mr. Man. How flattered we all are. Oh! Mr. Man in Anchorage, Do you understand our teenage babbles? How I wish you'd have contacted myself instead of our dear Swedish Faery. Jealousy overcomes me. Dammit. To all of you who read our diaries... You almost sadden me. Buh, nevermind... I'm too damn vain.
"As fire lights the wood it consumes, so the soul illuminates the body with consciousness."
- Srimad Bhagavatam
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