And with these humble tools, we can trigger any emotion we choose. But we’ll just settle to pump out repeated relics diluted with time. You see the airwaves are clogged up, but the fickle they, lap it up. They need to be drowned in condiments and left to ponder sense. Warm smiles they do not make you welcome here.
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Wish I was born in the 1800’s
