Help. I’ve been stuck in the matrix of Michael Borremans’ brain for the past 48 hours. I predicted this paper would kill me and I think I’m, like, Miss Cleo’s bastard offspring or distant cousin, BECAUSE I AM ABOUT TO DIE. The end. If no one hears from me by Monday at my new address: under Satan’s shit, in hell.

The end.

Help. I’ve been stuck in the matrix of Michael Borremans’ brain for the past 48 hours. I predicted this paper would kill me and I think I’m, like, Miss Cleo’s bastard offspring or distant cousin, BECAUSE I AM ABOUT TO DIE. The end. If no one hears from me by Monday at my new address: under Satan’s shit, in hell.

The end.

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