...oh boy, sure is mood whiplash, yeah.
Ah, Marcia. Never change.
And oh boy. We go from sleek tech to carnival of doom. I'm losing respect for Eliza.
...oh boy, sure is mood whiplash, yeah.
Ah, Marcia. Never change.
And oh boy. We go from sleek tech to carnival of doom. I'm losing respect for Eliza.
The stars predict tomorrow you'll wake up, do a bunch of stuff, and then go back to sleep.~ That's your horoscope for today.
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