Started on May 06, 1998.
Completed on May 08, 1998.
The sob sister sniffled quietly through a haze of the greenest mist that one could ever imagine. A crusty patina of sponge swallowed the nervous grating that surrounded the hulk of an aging le corbusier crate. She paced the picture windows thoroughly and it was soon apparent that she deserved even less attention now than before. The apparency was ascendent. Love cosmos parched. My dearly beloved unto me said, -- Me - listen - how dare you call me a Gorgon! -- You Blake-ty, Blake, Blake! Albion Awake!!
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