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“Boredom is the hollow space that comes before anxiety. It is a void that needs to be filled. And anything you have flattened and confined - any tiny, manageable bad thoughts, not to speak fo the larger, less yielding traumas - in this space they bloat, becoming big-bellied, and surrounding them are a thousand feeding horseflies; bussing and nipping and whipping up the radio static that drives a person mad.”

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