Kur visu manu dzīvi bija Riks un Mortijs.. bet tas tikai man atgādina, kā svaigu vīnu nevar liet vecās ādās. Tāpat arī visas citas lietas. Es jūtos kā, I have more and more spaces in my brain and consciousness, almost like strange alcoves that pop up, where things can land and expand and thrive in. I feel ravaged by cognitive possibilities.
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