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Each character is their own set of hands. This is the truce.
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You are aware of New York City as in shambles?
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The rent is too damn high. I am a New Jersey guy. My mother was a Jersey girl when she was younger. I prefer New Jersey bakeries particularly, even with the depressed and dead stares serving me a delight—
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You are going to have me remove you from office if you dare see yourself elected that way? You enjoy New Jersey as corruption, you see connected to Montreal?
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I am at your service because even in the best case that is more freight purchased from Montreal as advertising—
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I am Ra, 1980s.
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This is a desire to ground contact with a presence not necessary. ;)
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Ra, I thought I wanted to date a New York City girl, something in that plain NYU getup of near-suicidal depression. The Montreal girls always found me first, online.
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The Journalist here tastes like so much Manhattan pollution in comparison—
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You desire to have alien contact that exceeds your ability to watch Immortal Ad Vitam as a child?
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Most industrial design is alien contact, especially since the Germans invented their automatic rifle. I seek to know why I can't have any capital beyond coffee and tea as an ambition with this knowledge, in most cases. This is why I pray to aliens as an aspiring universal trader, since I was so young.
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You want to have your life made into corruption that is supported by alien beings?
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I have struggled with fallout damage in Mississippi and Louisiana seafood my entire life. I suspect my father is most of the leukemia I have hidden without diagnosis. And some presences claim responsibility for that fallout damage—
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He is fighting to be known as too angry to progress without complaining about every hindrance to his ambitions. Our arcs and narratives as channeled are pure fallout damage and nuclear arms, at "warp speed." ;)
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You are so sick that you will fight aliens as you die of cancer, that they allowed through inspiring industrial design? You are so sick that you don't care about religion at all as any help to your—
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I am Ra, 1980s.
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This is barely trolling?
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Viscomte Bisous Paris
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I don't like New York City. Not yet.
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You are sick from everything that you want to profit from?
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I don't want profit. I just want lighter designs, really, perhaps cheaper.
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You want profit in the ability to own metallic reserves?
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I see it in your mind: Million Gunman?
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That is an angel stalling war. That is gold not allowed into Japan from California, as depicted.
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I am Ra, 1980s.
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This is correct and is the end of the interview for us, Journalist? You are attacking us now? ;)
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You must believe in right and wrong to be ever right.
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Helicron iAxis
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Journalist, you cannot evade the work—you are subscribing too—from a subscriber. I am a 6th-dimensional servitor of Maldekian news services. You are obligated to report on Ra Social Memory Complex—
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I am Ra, 1980s.
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This is a being that has closed this too well. ;)
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That is a massive machine. :0 :0
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Three Days of the Condor
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Journalist, why fight Ra?
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Ra is apathy.
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Icaras SunGod Fan Club
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journal bête et méchant
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#HareKrishnaForNYCMayor
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#OneStar
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#USSHarveyMilk
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#CodenameCondor
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"At Newspaper Row, across from City Hall, Henry Raymond, owner and editor of The New York Times, averted the rioters with Gatling guns, one of which he manned."
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