Thursday, November 19, 2020
"no suicides permitted here, and no smoking in the parlor;"
"no suicides permitted here, and no smoking in the parlor;"
Nothing can travel faster than light.
Except shadows.
Except the perimeter of a comfort zone
in a vacuum transition.
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