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A nice young man in a nice crisp blouse is rifling through papers as we speak. Somewhat undisturbed it is imperative that he reaches the halls at the correct time. For all is structured and nothing is made out of toleration born out of stagnation anyway. Under a identified roof a role is preplanned and preordained in a curtain duty. So please don't throw a pan away. Or a kettle into the net on the court. Courtiers are embellishing a primed print. In many a turret. But turrets can eventually topple so don't place the mountainous ironed towels and sheets in a bundle and derive not a shred from a seed. Merely the combination platter from a ambiguous frogspawm. Reduce to a simmer then yawn in a dawn emblematic spin. Like sap. Like spit. Xxxxx no ha. Interesting insectivorous institutionalised iguanas. Lovely. Wooden woods weave weather. Xxxxx globalization zzzzzz

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