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Harare, Zimbabwe
Occupation
Blogger/Systems Administrator
About
And then it happened... a door opened to a
world... rushing throughthe phone line like heroin
through an addicts veins, an electronic pulse issent
out, a refuge from the day-to-day incompetencies is
sought... a board isfound. "This is it... this is where I belong..." I know everyone here... even if Ive never
met them, never talked tothem, may never hear
from them again... I know you all... Damn kid. Tying
up the phone line again. Theyre all alike... You bet
your ass were all alike... weve been spoon-fed
baby food atschool when we hungered for steak... the bits of meat that you did let slipthrough were
pre-chewed and tasteless. Weve been dominated
by sadists, orignored by the apath
