What joy what fun what the what what, like, getting home from school each day by 4pm and watching Yu-Gi-Oh!, religiously, at 4:30pm and falling for Joey but keeping a piece of my heart closed for Kaiba while tapping at the fat, plastic buttons of a Nokia 2100—hard desire, desirous mania, manic ecstasy, ecstatically, 99Jakes descends from polyester-fringed storm clouds in a swirl of black lightning and smileys and winged Dollz and heavy chains to land on tiptoe in the latest leaf of the Great Book of Holy Page.
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