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Weird
times
She
radiated
haute
couture
Fancy
machinery
and
free
literature
Yet
I
knew
something
was
not
quite
right
Disregarding
that,
what
was
there
not
to
like?
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times
Futurism
is
the
loneliest
job
The
meter
got
to
melting
The
auditor
screamed
Your
thetan
levels
are
far
too
extreme
She
ran
the
numbers
There
was
no
mistake
You
don't
belong
here
You
must
be
from
out
of
state
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times
Futurism
is
the
loneliest
job
I'm
in
the
mood
for
technological
innovation
The
likes
of
which
humanity
has
never
seen
I'm
in
the
mood
for
big
time
cosmic
revelation
The
likes
of
which
would
make
You
think
more
highly
of
me
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unknown
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times
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full
blown
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times
Futurism
is
the
loneliest
job
Weird
times
Maximum
full
blown
Weird
times
Destination
unknown
Weird
times
Maximum
full
blown
Weird
times
Futurism
is
the
loneliest
job
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