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Eugene
His eyes opened as I smelled the lavender pasture, it quickly took me to another place, her, it was her again painted in the distance, dripping in Regality, my mouth opened as I gasped, again another
place, a barren wasteland. It was here that it all happened, blood soaked into the dusty landscape as the Riemann sphere rolled along the edge of the horizon. It all makes sense now, I pushed my finger deep into the landscape, was it earth or ether, I don’t know, we all walk in the shadow of the The Rosenhan Study.
