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Whenever he awoke, it was always to the sound of something silent; as in the silence that always inhabits the deepest forests and the calmest deserts, when nobody is around to listen (if they could), and not to be confused with the lambs before the slaughter, because that would be the silence before the screams; and we can't have that, since this is a family show for those without nervous dispositions and plenty of free time to contribute inanities galore to the sentence of serving within MR and joining its senient beings.....(note these are not full stops)....in a wide merry-go-round that can transcend all known (and unknown) topics of joyous celebration of life and chocolate. (that's a full stop)
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