My Right Arm is Missing - A Writer's Plea
Hey you. Yes, you.
Can you help me?
I really need a fix.
It has been several days.
Hey, I'll work for it.
My internet is cut off.
A writer without the web is worse than a man without a country.
My right arm is missing.
Do you have a computer you would let me use?
I have worn out my friends asking them if I can borrow their computer.
I just don't understand why they get mad when I call in the morning at two.
I just need to connect and feel the keyboard under my fingers.
I won't be long. Maybe a few hours or maybe a few days. Not long.
I'll clean your toilet or cook for you.
I make a really mean stew.
I can scratch the cat's ears and rub the dog's belly.
Or I can rub the cat's belly and scratch the dog's ears.
I can run the vacuum down the hall.
I just need to use your computer.
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