Or turns left at Greenland. Or comes out of the rabbit hole far from Pismo Beach. Kirlean worlds delicate to the touch, frail reality cream pies fly in the face of upturned conduct policy and conventional feardom tactics. Present yourself forehead high, and reap the sowing of the singers this light hum denigrating bad vibe congress gather white porcelain legging man tapenade.
Picture Reggie; he was one now he’s millions, poring on like some false king with a thought kingdom nearly overturned, and then tens millions, oh the humanity, hundreds millions then, just our shore alone, to a big billion, and more billions, and now a misleading figure like 6,872,775,960 when it’s really more like 11,532,455,710, give or take 12 at this moment.
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