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No.

The pen is mightier than the sword, but the nuclear bomb's got them both beat.

Pithy Statement

Thanks, but please don't send me cash "tips." Instead, support this charity: The Fletcher Street Urban Riding Club.

Dead Account being given new life by a little Changeling Drone

Something isn't beautiful because it lasts.

Love has no desire but to fulfill itself. To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night. To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving