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Ever have a dream didn't end and doesn't have a beginning? Yeah, I'm there. Well, the government grew me in a test tube and then decided that my young life should be spent at the Metropolitan Museum of Art. I suppose the next step in the search for the perfect home-grown machine was to let subject X survive in a tough neighborhood...Very funny guys. Step 3 was to put me through the artsiest education imaginable by means of a scholarship, the price of which was my servitude as a martial familiar. It seems odd: a poet trained to destroy and not to create? It seemed funny to me too and reinforced my faith in the fact that there is hardly a right and wrong, but rather, the universe is simply a circular burlesque. This is it really, I am trying very hard to find the balance between created and destruction...Quite an Iliad Profile, indeed.

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