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wo months into the campaign, I decided to change my name
or my slogan to "Sexo Computurasido," but then was
unexpectedly called away on vacation and so missed the
actual voting and don't know if I won or lost.
I'm sure that, whatever happened, it was a hard-fought
election, where, in the end, the voice of the people
spoke loud and clear and, most likely, everybody got
what he (or at least somebody) deserved.
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For my vacation, I boarded a train, rode for a while,
then got off and walked a few blocks, without really
knowing where I was going.
Eventually, I realized I was in a 7th Day Avengers
neighborhood, because everybody was out in the street
playing Circle of Control.
A lone Oldsmobile drifted through, and the game was
halted momentarily as the players stepped up on the curb
to let it pass or try to schmooze its passenger -- the
local El Supremo -- when it pulled over at a loading
zone, a few yards away.
This was a town run on tai chi time, and when I wrote a
song here, I found myself doing it at the rate of a note
a month and, then, shooting the film of it at the rate
of a frame a week and writing the book of it, a word a
day and, then, being sewn up after receiving surgery for
it, at about one stitch per hour.
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e wanted to pass a law that every game -- public or
private -- had to always award bonus points to the
player with the most camcorders running at once.
'd come here to talk about coming here. Of course, I
could've done this from anywhere and just faxed it in,
but things were so perfect here that you had to keep
solving complex mathematical equations in your head,
just to convince yourself you weren't dreaming.