[Lisa Marie Simpson clicks on the communicator as if she was using it as a tape recorder; she assumes voice means that it'll record.]
I've reached a sign that reads Latimir. Huh, sounds French. I wonder what it means. The faint-hearted? No, no. That's timoré. Oh, well. It's not like I'm fluent or anything. Just close.
This is minute fifteen of my
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