A little too experimental for me.
I write because I hate, says Gass. Deceits and imposters, passed father to son. why did dad vabuish, no motive. Forgery, quasi innocence of the bystander. indiscriminate welter of woes levels all woe, is drowning in Tsunami same as gas chamber? or germ warfare? nature and man equal offenders, unranked evel, no worse or worser. Random equivalence, who will presume to indivt and how can one not wonder whether Skizzen's museum mmight be Gass's too?
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