rejectomorph (flying_blind) wrote,
rejectomorph
flying_blind

Dull

This place (this backwater town) always goes dead on the evening of a holiday. So does this place (LJ.) But then this place is nearly dead most of the time, and so is this place anymore. But this place is dead because that's the way most of its inhabitants want it to be, while this place is dead because everybody is gradually abandoning it. LJ is the Toledo of the Internets.

I have a stew to eat and beer to drink. I'll go do that now.
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