Projects that never come to fruition are like my misplaced time and space portal in Sector-G that only takes people back to the french Grand Prix of 1923.
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It is by will alone I set my mind in motion. It is by the juice of sapho that thoughts acquire speed, the lips acquire stains, the stains become a warning. It is by will alone I set my mind in motion.
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