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i am best friends with the past when it collides with the future, with sonic booms and tonic tunes that soothe the soul like rock’n’roll and rocks that sing of stoneage trends with string theory hammers and other assorted tools like purple octupi with enhanced vision laser beams in perfect towns with soma fountains and mountains of molehills that ask about crowvilles like unfortunate intent when smashing porcelain Christmas gifts over fires of cards that once meant something until the hands that clutch decided to change the stakes again.