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I lurked The Network, skulked. Examined “Missing Girl” sites deep into the early-morning-nights. Servers choked with data.
Stories, legends, tales. My summary, my digest, gleaned from gigabytes of talk:
“Before she was missed she was a girl. Just a girl, before she was missed. Room full of scent, dolls, sock-puppets, mirrors, clothes, telephone. She left it all behind.
Up night browsing The Network. Search “The Missing Girl.”
Thousands of references, citations, sites, blogs. What-have-you.
One site displayed a three-dimensional replica of her bedroom as she left it — or was taken from it — 20 years ago. 3D model based on photographs and original magazine stories about The Missing Girl. Dreams courtesy The Missing Girl’s diary (once upon a time, before the Network, there was the private note-book or diary, handwritten). Intimate details. Opened roll of cherry candy in her dresser drawer.
Thousands reported each year. But what is it to be “Missing,” or for that matter, “Young?”
The Young flooded The City May and June. They sought and usually obtained “Missing” status, or their own, particular variants of Missing style: rings in their navels, nether parts, and cheap tattoos; faded-to-rags funereal coats and black costumes of lived lives bought or stolen from thrift shops.
Arrogant street corner beg-beers. Clumsy bacchanals at dusk. Liberation-rush of “nuthin ta do.”
We are in the mad-mad-mad world of delusions and Pokémon. Sure, that Fukushima premature, err, glow, solved by dental lead bib over the ovaries and testes (see photo directly below). Yep, the world has gone to Type Three Diabetes. Quoting that article on radioactive proof of our dumbdowning DNA. Is it HFCS that’s eating away at our noggin? Those 10,000 newly compounded chemicals produced each year chipping away at IQ?
