by Arnold Benjamin
I swiftly swiped my key tag; a sure sign to all the doubters that I too belonged. I calmly cruised the floor stalking the machines so prestigiously arranged. A few women looked at me in lust, and then the gentlemen with their disgust. I finally found my victim. I perched my possessions in my usual manic manner, and climbed aboard. I eyed the blank machine with glorious visions of six packs and sexual conquests dancing in my head, and began another battle in the war of distorted values.
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Arnold Benjamin is a pseudonym.