Plus, my flawed DNA is not one to be passed on.
I feel like we’ve made enough noise already.
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Nothing is cathartic in itself my dear, we must all shit somewhere other than the dinner table! The climax is heat from the speed of travel; burning bright as light, it’s besides the point. An accident.

Fictions, let’s discuss fictions. People are hard, multidimensional nonsense.

Stick to 2 dimensions, we can all manage that! I’m completely out of my depth when it comes to yours or my DNA!

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