It ain't what you think. Former newsman, car salesman, teacher. Everything is Thou, if you so allow it. You can find some of it at https://youtu.be/w6RtVjMDHzE
Your left hand hums softly as it opens. Fingers move with tiny jerks and the popping, crackling sounds of bacon frying. Words of truth stream from your circuits. Touch your business lips to mine so I can feel your love.
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