Existential dread level: normal. Whatever he did seems to have worked.
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I asked whether this was bad. He asked, “Compared to what?”
“What are we doing?” I asked.
“Checking if it moves,” he said.
Goodbye, yellow brick toad.
A small crowd formed around my continued existence.
Regarding Entry 388.
Archivist's Note 001
Regarding Entry 388
I should explain why