Dear Rufus;
OMG - am I such a simpleton? Am I such a fallen one that I have jumped below the surface to write...a note? This to a block of granite that may or may night exist? Or is it might or might not exist? Rufus, I do not know and I do not care. Who are you? What qualifies you to care and for the love of goodness what qualifies you to offer opinions? Are you Abby? She was a princess...who are you? A bartender...A Barter...A Scientist...And a whore? I have this all figured out, my last doctor already said so...its a shame they're still looking for me...I am right here - and they do not even know who they are looking for. And I am pawning nuggets of sapphire to those that are buying, while the world sucks hardened terd.
The simplicity of the line crossing - in itself, creates the line. Think about it. The simpletons rule the world. Shame they are not represented. For they merely elect the smores.
Mintoskopic
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