A Suburban Existence |
A Suburban Existence |
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Well, some of you, being much better writers than me, said this needed a rewrite. Taking your points of view into consideration, I cringed after reading my essay/story. So I'll try to get a rewrite in when I can.
This post has been edited by not_your_average: Aug 13 2005, 10:18 AM |
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![]() I love Havasupai ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Member Posts: 1,040 Joined: Jul 2005 Member No: 163,878 ![]() |
I find nothing that reflects perfection in suburbia. The artifical nature of "cookie cutter houses" is as uninspiring as a wet noodle in the garbage. For me, life is far more than shirt collars, gossip, minivans and a flat-screen TV.
How could you despise perfection? The suburban existence you describe is far from it. |
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