...and this concludes this blog's broadcasting day
Good night, goodbye and good luck.
A sudden, permeating flash of florescent green light that steals three hours and leaves only fresh cuts... I want to blame Occam but am unable...his mythical razor doesn't leave round, scooped out cuts and memories of large, swimming pool eyes... ...
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