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God, I love typewriters. There's something so permanent, irreplaceable about something written by typewriter. If I want to say "I've been in Paris for a week and it's been great!" I have 4,000 different modes of electronic communication available to me--but to say "I miss your smile," sometimes only a typewriter will do.
I can't unstick myself from you. I can't shake you off, or set you free. Like that one time we superglued our hands together to see what it would feel like if we shared the same skin. Bad, it turned out--bodies were meant for a maximum capacity of one, right? We would prove that wrong later too.