I’m sorry that you always seem to be absent when I make my eloquent monologs. Perhaps it was simply not meant by the fates for you to gaze upon them. Pity.
Hmm?
People who are rather more than six feet tall and nearly as broad across the shoulders often have uneventful journeys. People jump out at them from behind rocks then say things like, "Oh. Sorry. I thought you were someone else."
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