“You know, give peace a chance. Make love not war. Gather in even numbers.”
“Even if we survive today, our hair will start falling off in clumps tomorrow. Pull over I have to get my gas mask out of my suitcase.”
A wise, passive, solitary worshiper who's fate, it seems, is preordained towards destruction.
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