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Dimensional vortexes keep delivering to your feet exactly what you need, exactly when you need it...
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| A tube of my lucky shade lipstick?! Wooohooo! Now I can finally finish my doctoral thesis ! | |
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Old friends with strangely metallic complexions keep visiting you to help you "focus" your life's work...
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| Bullrush, you're making a lot of sense... studying weather patterns is a dead end. | |
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| This is what I'm SAYIN' ! | |
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You continuously receive signs and portents that you are IN NO WAY part of Nemesis' plot...
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| Nemesis couldn't have had anything to do with everyone leaving the supergroup! | |
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| EXACTLY! I mean, what would be the point!?! | |
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