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Speculation: picture yourself as a "who" in Who-ville.
Our known universe, merely a speck of dust within something far more incomprehensible than formerly imagined.
Yeesh!
I'm drunk again, and my brain hurts!!!!!!
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 "Why should I love god? He strung up his only son like a side of veal. I shudder to think what he'd do to me."
Marquis de Sade in Quills
"Some people never go crazy. What truly horrible lives they must lead."
Charles Bukowski
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