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A punked cocktail

Patterns of despair. Yellow, very yellow.

(with massive dignity and complete naturalness): Huh?

Rot away my love

We are doomed! And… damn, she's hot!

Silly reading

To become a home.

Merry-go-round, the final frontier.

Nah, I´m fine, terribly fine.

Robots against giant octopus!!! In technicolor *reads in retro*

Peter Pan complex, but with smart pants on.