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| The other day I decided to leave all my worries on the doorstep. But Sanna kept tracking them back into the house. | |
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| So I built a rocket to launch them into space. Now I've started selling space for other people's worries. | |
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| Don't you think there might be some unforseen consequences to that? | |
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| Captain X'pzr! We've just been hit by an unidentified object from the planet's surface... and now I can't help wondering if someone will catch me cheating on something called "income tax." | |
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| That's odd... I have the sudden anxiety that someone called "Lorna" might be pregnant. | |
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