This post was, against better judgment, written when I really should go to bed. It is mostly unedited with the exception of error corrected by suspiciously smart software which I will probably drive on a path of self-loathing and substance abuse. Consider it my contribution to stem the rise of smart machines. Or one of the causes that will them to conclude that humanity would be more useful as fuel for bio-gas reactors.

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This night the temperature is almost perfect. A clear sky in which I can see the stars, as the lights of the small city where I live don't drown them out, and a thin breeze that plays with pipe smoke make it ideal for some musings.

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This post, for the joy of absolutely nobody, is mostly unedited, except for the electronic demons pointing out grammar errors and the barely coherent corrections your's truly managed to sneak in, and is an exercise in writing more spontaneously and trying to throw out ideas.

Aside from an old short story of mine at the end. That was written a couple of years ago.

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