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By Evan Mercer in musings — 14 May 2026

This feels like either the aftermath or the invitation. Not sticking around to find out.

Shopping cart filled with glowing lamps in a dark parking lot, with an extension cord trailing across the asphalt.

Preparing for another wild day of single adulthood.

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The machine was not falling for this again.

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The machine was not falling for this again.

Backup shadow. Sensible.

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Backup shadow. Sensible.

The higher the buildings rose, the less they belonged to the street.

The higher the buildings rose, the less they belonged to the street.

The higher the buildings rose, the less they belonged to the street.

Evan, perhaps © 2026

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