Reality is like a diamond. It’s hard, cold, clear and expensive. I, for one, have had enough. The time has come for the cubic zirconium version of reality.
Yep, you got it. We’re going back to Vegas, baby! The land of the plastic lotus eaters or the plastic land of lotus eaters; take your pick. Both are true.
Hopefully I’ll have a funny story for you when it’s over. Cross your fingers and behave yourselves in the meantime, my darlings. I will miss you all.
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