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four-neck hater

This collection of comrades in creepdom wrapped their necks around each other and moved in unison, back and forth, up and down—four, five, six of them at a time, their tongues randomly inhaling the air. They were like a wave of snakes. It creeped me out.

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Taken on September 20, 2009