The paradise fish would now like to inform you that your strangers have expired and will soon be sent to the first qualifying void. Let me show you what he's done here on this unseen graph. There is nothing to worry about though. They'll be staying at the Void Hilton where enlightenment and unpolished enthusiasm weds the farewell lizard. No, that doesn't sound final. Let me explain. The farewell lizard simply says goodbye to the overlap, the paste sweep, and the disregard cough but not to its choral contributors. A spatial bird stares into space. Do not react. Don't make such a fuss about not finding the stairway to Boca Raton. Is there a heaven dimension? Go ahead, caller. You're on the air. The heaven dimension will provide a home for the muttering citizens and release them from the grip of the wrecking ball. Stray tangents are a prerequisite, but they could be just about anything, so don't worry. Near the sky, a viewpoint arrives on a bouncy bouncy. The murderer inside you walks along with the rest of you, bolted together, toggled and suchlike. It is time for the second altogether. You no longer want to be the key vegetable in your broken-down railway parade. Slope and vary the tiles. Twist your suffix and burn your luggage, because it is time to travel light. If you keep biting the pilot, you'll never arrive in Denmark, so the old saying goes. Exit the restricted life, though it may have midnight butter, acid, and whatnot. The lamp will revert. The river will turn around. The lip trades the pass for the flowing underworld. Do not worry about your strangers. They will be in good hands. The chorus will moan now as a sign of their appreciation.
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