Can't touch me!

Looks like the Gare Bear's back to his old smoking habit. No comment.
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It's getting chilly. Autumn is nearly at it's height. If there were big maple trees lining the city, the streets would be ablaze with red and gold. But they're not, so the closest thing to it are the traffic lights.
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Easter break is coming soon. Easter means something different to me this year. Last year, it was Jesus, rebirth and renewal. This year, it's a break to get my assignments done. And maybe the occasional chocolate fix. It's all in a big mess now, but there is clarity elsewhere.
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I can trace it all back to one day. Why, oh why, did I sign the !@#&^& petition?
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Know why it's so disjointed? Know why it's so unconnected (as opposed to disconnected) ? Because that's the way it is now, that's why. That's the way the mind is when it's over-worked, and when its neuroses don't ever, ever let up.
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Please call me.