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Originally Posted by willravel
An old fantasy accounts an occourance most diacritic. A man was on vacation; calm, cool, halcyon. This man (call him Bill) found a magic lamp on a particular bank of a pond. *Rub, rub, rub* and *whoosh!!* stood a dwarf. Astounded, Bill gulped, "Who...what ar.." "I am a dwarf. You may call this dwarf, Bill!" Bill gasps again. "My alias is Bill, also!!" Bill (dwarf) said, "Huh, abnormal, but not fully amazing."
An accord lasts still to this day among Bill and Bill.
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I think the Apocalypse is happening all around us. We go on eating desserts and watching TV. I know I do. I wish we were more capable of sustained passion and sustained resistance. We should be screaming and what we do is gossip. -Lydia Millet
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