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ドキみきはあっさり終わった。みきてぃは淡々としていた。今度はいつどこで会えるのかなあとだけ思う。
アイドルもたくさんの意味で人間だ、芸能人もそうだ、という言い方の含み、そのつまらない側面だけに照明があたっている、穿てば意図的にあてられているようで、実にやりきれない。彼女は本当にいつもどおりフラットに淡々と喋って、それはちょっと笑っちゃうようなおかしい出来事みたいだ。皆が皆タネを知っている手品に対して、皆が皆タネを知らないかのように振る舞い、そんな重なった意識の牢獄の中、手品をやらなくてはいけない滑稽はそれでも、少しだけだとしても、皮肉で攻撃的な意味に変わったような気がする。みきてぃは美しい。

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Pushing through the market square, so many mothers sighing
News had just come over, we had five years left to cry in
News guy wept and told us, earth was really dying
Cried so much his face was wet, then I knew he was not lying
I heard telephones, opera house, favourite melodies
I saw boys, toys electric irons and T.V.'s
My brain hurt like a warehouse, it had no room to spare
I had to cram so many things to store everything in there
And all the fat-skinny people, and all the tall-short people
And all the nobody people, and all the somebody people
I never thought I'd need so many people
　
A girl my age went off her head, hit some tiny children
If the black hadn't a-pulled her off, I think she would have killed them
A soldier with a broken arm, fixed his stare to the wheels of a Cadillac
A cop knelt and kissed the feet of a priest, and a queer threw up at the sight of that
I think I saw you in an ice-cream parlour, drinking milk shakes cold and long
Smiling and waving and looking so fine, don't think you knew you were in this song
And it was cold and it rained so I felt like an actor
And I thought of Ma and I wanted to get back there
Your face, your race, the way that you talk
I kiss you, you're beautiful, I want you to walk
　
We've got five years, stuck on my eyes
Five years, what a surprise
We've got five years, my brain hurts a lot
Five years, that's all we've got
We've got five years, what a surprise
Five years, stuck on my eyes
We've got five years, my brain hurts a lot
Five years, that's all we've got
We've got five years, stuck on my eyes
Five years, what a surprise
We've got five years, my brain hurts a lot
Five years, that's all we've got
We've got five years, what a surprise
We've got five years, stuck on my eyes
We've got five years, my brain hurts a lot
Five years, that's all we've got
Five years
　
Five years/David Bowie

Your face, your race, the way that you talk
I kiss you, you're beautiful, I want you to walk