A Perpetual State of Disorientation

This is exactly and why not imprecisely nothing more, nothing less than what Hamlet was getting at while Frank was handed his pre-show cocktail, yes, indeed, sir, no, no, no, don’t you remember? Don’t you recall? (What you said to me in the tunnel). The echo reflected in my scones, skull bones, Entertain to not or entertain to, objective is the that. WHAT AM I THERE FOR E I AM. I wasn’t asking you to chant… but if you want to that about do I can what? Happily shaking your body

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