i am beginning to reassemble small iotas of identity. today my birth certificate arrived in the mail.
wow. i've actually never looked at one of these before. it has your parents age at the time of your birth. my dad was 25. twenty fucking five. quite an eye opener. if i had a kid at twenty five, well, it's pretty safe to say that kid would end up left in a taxi with my old wallet.
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