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Pixel Q. refuses to talk about himself. If thou wishest, thou may infer from his blog what thou wishest.

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It turns out I’m… 26 now. I think 25 was nice. I did cool things and hung out with cool people, though never enough of either. It was actually a fairly okay year, though it seems uneventful in retrospect. Probably…

87) Girls walk by giggling.

Girls walk by giggling. To shock me, they ask if I have a condom. I say, “I do, but it’s my last one, so we’re going to have to share.”