I swear you can’t tell the robots form the worm bodies. Giggle, complain about prices. Take bad pictures and act like they are lost. We were born, as you can see we are your friends, neighbors and coworkers. There is a spot up ahead where baby we can die alone. Information is power and I’m an information searcher. Information is power and I’m an information trader.
Did you enjoy the ride? My car was just reupholstered And did you did you see me on stage? I was simply amazing. My face takes on another when I stop caring and start intruding. Talk to me, I would love to listen

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