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i could've summed up the quality of customer service as simple folds
in colorless sheets commingling into a more beautiful, say more aware
encoded signification of how i stand open-bodied to you, slightly in
tangent to the axis of our blunt pugilist noses as pointers as given
of prey, seeing as the cross--reference leads to premeditated moment
not for asympgoddamntotic stillness of lamplight guttering into dawn