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ive got 35 cents and some jacks can i be down? i'll be the hard core killer that always calls people to bail him out.or the real smart guy,you got one yet?cuz im down wit dat nigguh!werd and i nevva splelll mines wards rite neether.cuz.and i yell 2. real loud kid.always in some cops grilla fo' rilla stackin' mad scrilla fo my cuzn' billa' he knows the dilla' seeeeeeen'.peace outie time to shoutie,yo i neva stop dun.see(phore) you on aim!...

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The air seemed to grow somehow thick, as though pregnant with energy, like a thundercloud about to burst. My visual acuity seemed to sharpen at the same time, as I looked at my hand and began to be able to make out tiny iridescent curlicues that were superimposed as if upon a clear scrim on top of everything that I saw. Then automatically, as if by instinct, I began to manipulate my eye muscles in a manner very similar to the technique used to view those “magic eye” 3-D images, where you un-focus your eyes and attempt to look through the gibberish image to see the real picture. When I did this, the curlicues suddenly sprang into strong three-dimensional relief, and were revealed to be translucent, iridescent tentacles or tendrils of some sort that looked like they were formed out of ectoplasm. The room was electric with a sense of presence, and I followed the line of these tendrils away from my hand to their source. I was utterly unprepared for what I saw when I did so...

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