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raise 'Usage: mktwee DIR' if dn.nil?
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raise '%p is not a dir' % dn unless test 'd', dn
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dn.end_with?('/') || dn += '/'
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dn += '/' unless dn.end_with? '/'
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def out_special path
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case File.extname path
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@ -25,7 +25,7 @@ def out_special path
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end
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def inc name
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pref = name.split('_')
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pref = name.split '_'
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num = Integer(pref.pop, 10)
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pref.push '%02i' % (num + 1)
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pref.join '_'
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$index = []
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re = Regexp.new '^%s' % dn
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require 'find'
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Find.find(dn) do |path|
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next if test('d', path)
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next if test 'd', path
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name = File.join(File.dirname(path), File.basename(path, '.*'))
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name.sub! Regexp.new('^%s' % dn), ''
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name.sub! re, ''
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out path, name
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end
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@ -126,7 +126,7 @@ I get up.
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"I was worried about you, Foxy." -- Em turns to her -- "It's good to see you're back
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\ in shape, I won't be this sloppy next time I need to fool you. Take care guys,
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\ make sure to visit often."
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\ promise to visit often."
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[[I follow Em outside.|next]]
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@ -54,3 +54,83 @@ I'm not upset or mad or angry at you, Em. I need someone to hug me and tell me
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"Anywhere you want. If you want your own bed, take mine. I mean I only have one
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\ and if you don't want us sleeping together it's fine."
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I take off my boots and socks and leave them by the door. The floor isn't cold,
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\ I can stay barefoot here. How much energy does it take to heat the complex,
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\ including the floors, how much work did it take to build it, to keep it
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\ maintained, and for what? What is it that this organization does? From my
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\ point of view everything happens here just to make me feel alright. Where do
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\ they get their coffee from? Does the future have infinite energy and matter
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\ sythesizers? An unbelievable pocket of advanced civilization deep underground
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\ in the midst of post-apocalypse, a concrete and plastic Noah's Ark, still
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\ afloat through a new flood, picking up stranded survivors.
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I feel like I should repent. I'm not religious if that wasn't already completely
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\ clear, but this last metaphor begs for a larger narrative. Isn't pride one of
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\ the deadly seven? Everyone around wishes me nothing but good, and if I weren't
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\ such a submissive bondage slut there would be no reasons for me not to be
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\ relaxed, chill, at ease, content, even happy. Living comfortably among friends,
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\ realizing my potential in life, helping others, doing a job I'm good at, to my
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\ own satisfaction, finding myself a significant other and living happily ever
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\ after, isn't this a success story everyone takes aim at? That does sound nice,
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\ but I need something more, and now my pride stands in the way. Fuck that.
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Em is sitting on a chair, looking at me, her face serious but soft. I walk
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\ towards her, take my phone out and turn it off before her, it's a symbolic
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\ gesture, she has to see it. I put the phone on a table, kneel before her and
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\ drop my head. I hope I made myself clear enough.
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"Noted. Now stand up." -- I do -- "Follow me."
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There's another room with a double bed in it. Em lies down and pats the bed,
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\ I lie beside her. Is there something I need to be doing? This is a bit
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\ awkward, for all my insistence I don't really know now to be a good sub,
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\ all my experience only applies to my own imagination. Em gets closer to me
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\ and hugs me tight, and strokes me, and hugs me again. Is this the first time
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\ she made contact? I can't remember, but it may actually be.
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"I will be harsh and even cruel sometimes." -- she whispers into my ear --
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\ "I'd like to not be, but I know I will. But I'm not evil, at least I don't
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\ consider myself that. I'm not you and I'm not Old Man, I will hurt you, but
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\ I won't harm you, I'll protect you until my last breath, whatever it takes.
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\ Foxy is correct, my moral differs from yours but it's there and it's strong.
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\ I know you, but you don't know me and you have to make sure that our morals
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\ are compatible. You can take pain, but you can't take injustice. Before you
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\ give away your freedom you should use it to object to anything you find...
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\ objectionable. Promise me you will not stay silent. Get it? Silent?"
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Yeah, I get it. At least we are compatible in one way already.
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"I'm not giving you orders, we start small. And I'm not locking you up yet.
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\ I just suggest you keep your arms behind your back if you don't have any
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\ better use for them. Not now, now you'll just be uncomfortable. Now stay
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\ here with me and let me be delicate and caring, I don't have a chance
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\ at that very often."
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She continues to hug me, we are both on the bed, dressed, side by side.
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"Everything will be okay, Mute."
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This is not the first time she's reading my thoughts, but it's still
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\ surprising. I'm inclined to believe her. I know it's what you say in any
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\ situation, especially when everything is going to hell, but this time it's
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\ different. Em will bend reality, travel back in time, jump between all
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\ the parallel universes if need be, but she WILL make everything okay,
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\ at least for me. And by extension for us, I hope. Us. This opens another
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\ can of worms. Are we "us", can we ever become "us"? Will I be okay if we
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\ won't be "us"? I mean what I ask for doesn't really include any "us", and
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\ I didn't really request it at any time. She can be just my owner, exactly
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\ as I was asking for, that doesn't make "us" in my book. It may even be
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\ functionally indistinguishable, and I can't formulate a good definition,
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\ it's just something to worry about. Good job, Mute.
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"I'll go away for some time, stay in the bed. Maybe lose the suit, see for
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\ yourself. Again, no orders for now, just suggestions."
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She fiddles with her phone and suddenly the music starts to play. I know
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\ what it is, but I'm not telling you, my imaginary listener. I wonder
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\ whether she knows I like it, especially now, it fits my mood very well.
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\ Does she like it herself? Is there new music in the future or did the
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\ world end put a stop to the avalanche of recorded creativity? Em's off,
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\ and I might as well heed her advice. I take off the catsuit and get
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\ under the blanket and lay on my stomach and put my arms behind my back.
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