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Yes anon, I'm sure there are plenty of women with PhDs who browse /lit/ who are itching to recite Aristotle and Kant with you.

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reddit is down the hall and to the left

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>chapter title is a pop culture reference

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Ok but I don't want to post the whole thing because I still have some vague hope of it getting accepted and would rather hold off on the 4chan association. So I'll just post a snippet. Please be considerate, I worked for a long time on this story.

Chapter 3: We live in a society, but society does not live in me.

I've heard it said all of the best ideas are conceived of while walking. I don't know what places trod the likes of Da Vinci or Einstein but I was doing circuits around Jefferson middle school again. The lunch recess was half over before I finally spotted Ponytail under her usual elm as relief and realization played convulsive wargames on my face, relief lost. For the first time in months she wasn't alone, some high cheeked blonde blonde faggot was bending her ear under the leaves and god help me they looked to be getting along. He was like some miniature David Bowie with better teeth whose pure whites I could discern from here, a shining intruder in our special shade, I hated him with practiced reflex. At first I almost thought it was another girl as my subconscious immediately manned its defense mechanisms but then the faint residue of their laughter reached me and in tears knew it wasn't so, and in that moment I knew something else too, that I had to act fucking quickly. If this wasn't to be another agonized empty delusion, if Ponytail ever meant anything, the moment was now, to know the name of action, know that planning is prevarication, even if everything goes tummy up and we both have to die it's still better than losing her to some bastard, you have nothing to lose but your shame. I walked then ran then walked to my car, opened the truck, swapped my plates, and spoke my first words in weeks -- or maybe it was a lifetime, "I'll go and introduce myself".

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