Long Story; Short Pier.

God, hes left as on aur oun.

Floor 796.

Split keyboard.

Agentic.

Tarot.

Plaid Pantry.

Imperial appetites.

Just once.

I don’t know, maybe I’m behind the times, and you know, I don’t wanna hear about your “I don’t wanna think about it, it’s all too much, I’m overloaded” crap, just sit there and read this, for God’s sake, and then when you’re done go pick up your socks and put them back on.

Just once, just once I want to hear this done live. Where’s that schedule—

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Dungeon course.

Paradise Losing.

One Battle After Another.

Leatherface.

Wasteland.

Walter Rodney.

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