Literary Experiment #13: Control Group Brain Mail

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    8K  Papa Carl The radio goes silent for a moment 09/10/2000  1:17 pm 
    5K  the Earthbound kid Self-Image. (Illustrated Version) 09/01/2000  9:49 pm 
    5K  Quentin Carltino "A diner is a good place to die" or "Killahs gotta wear something" 08/29/2000  2:45pm 
    3K  the Earthbound kid Futility. (Illustrated Version) 08/15/2000  4:41am 
    3K  Captain Amerika Ghost in the Shell 07/30/2000  10:38am 
    10K  Carlos Paloma o 99,9 Porciento Pura 07/18/2000  4:40pm 
    3K  the eXistential Calvinist The Big Press Conference 07/15/2000  11:19pm 
    6K  French Carl The 1,000 Words Project! 06/29/2000  1:43pm 
    5K  Captain Amerika I AM NOT SPECIAL 07/21/2000  10:46pm 
    5K  Sleepy Carl America™ is a country that does not understand sleep. 06/24/2000  11:08pm 
    9K  Scared Carl "Click. Flash. Vomit." 06/22/2000  5:38pm 
    3K  the eXistential Calvinist It must suck to be Buzz Aldrin. 05/27/2000  10:36am 
    4K  Reflective Carl Unfinished Graduation Speech 06/22/2000  5:39pm 
    2K  Applicant Carl Describe your perfect day... 02/08/2000  12:30am 
    2K  Mario Carl When you play a video game, you become a new person. 06/19/2000  4:37pm 
    4K  the eXistential Calvinist "Galactic-Tac-Toe" 04/10/2000  8:20pm 
    1K  Scholar Carl How to find Truth 06/19/2000  4:37pm 
    1K  the eXistential Calvinist Requiem for a Cup of Coke 04/05/2000  12:42am 
    2K  the eXistential Calvinist "Ode to My Beloved, Mario" 02/11/2000  6:51pm 
    1K  the eXistential Calvinist Grew up in a box 02/09/2000  6:17pm 
    4K  the doomsday poet push the button 12/11/1999  8:13pm 
  Draft   1K  the Earthbound Kid Dear Neil Armstrong 08/28/2000  3:11 pm 
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