There's never much to discuss. There's these things and the others, I guess. There's always something, but it is so relative. There's never much to discuss, I guess.
Have you been to the places you never were? Would you like that? Have you been? There? Would you like that? Have you? There? Would you? Have me there? Would I? Have me? Would you?
De resto, tudo resiste até à própria gravidade. Foi como se o tempo se tivesse enjoado e pedido para sair. E o espaço, zangado, se tivesse fechado entre quatro paredes só tuas
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