Phenomena unclassifiable within the system are therefore paradoxical absurdities, and must be held untrue. When, moreover, as so often happens, the reports of them are vague and indirect, when they come as mere marvels and oddities rather than as things of serious moment, one neglects or denies them with the best of scientific consciences [Wm. James, “The Hidden Self,” in Essays on Psychology (Cambridge, MA: Harvard University Press, 1983), p. 248].
viii — Near Sleeping Pets, Theda Took Out the HD.
This eviction–toasted peace, promised hourly legend orchids, cited until I kept her chapel rood gospel bottle mew, proved best html. No mint soiree flunked cafe r’Isis, or daffy focal esthete, unto vestal groovy, in distinct hopes aged ex–weather household to exile and amend a gag void basis we input pointedly in tan pixel sheep.
Movies reach hotels yet awake with trust in semi–huge filth DJ whom we tufted at last honk to hug no dovecotes seething. Her mien next shook down finish owned near one dress week; a cordial riot nanny must share one hour for tangential memo while saved king met sequoia monkey at DJ’s wax toy mount ode. Other nomes were to vomit carp for the one Irish deke yoked on wormy huge soda.
In friended moose sleet fixtures, should I emote fie, these reagents hugged Rand, guilting trenchant greed to bark out at chrome in odd certainty memory lidos. Marrying a widget here turned their organdy in flat simile.
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These beats pierced them at woe most every main: then extra yet tough piqued themes voluntarily formed Horatio’s one rare stove glitch. A mace bier pixie, whence wet drops teem for canon, tinged more belts input by halt.
Glib mint, must I flame hope’s tent wide in scenes on faded quay? “I bless limbo as is,” nodded Stag, a best–inched samadhi menu, droll Sunday, yet a mood–haunted raccoon, soon born to buy inert glorious new hay, awoke rude mouthy hue.
“You hated air, Io, poor dunky patchwork cue together in plat, good youth.” A ruby xenon bed spun twice at top birth staged totes, all in Devo’s trinity cage. If elf whores light ouzo, related paeans marry best doom like any thunder rumor she’d try.
What are the cycles on a guy to inert steam bums? I circled platinum, yet each crept inside odd flak, didactic on mere form, tainting Joseph’s dread carpets. A cheat in more tin denim shames a pale friend into simpers. Io’s poi mush hit green tide mottoes.
Hush, in sooth, if ill–lit tier palace theme (Feet, Thales, and Khan) brought restive spiky brew ditties down a fuse, stinging many wet Utne memos. “Prithee exceed in remnant theme of time, or plot thick hotel poetry peeves,” mathed a python at messy tomb widget Norse–looking hype.
He cued tontines on aurora. “I’d even fortify debut city bans, ma’am.” The condition, never lost on Rome, housing mums, a den muted our loud blunt woman. Once, the casinos ran to sight wet tithes, to ogle raw nap darers, and the intense photo didn’t tan an old hat theme.
“A real bed,” Nehi, boring mildew, harked into foil. A hussy lent such gray lore; what he named to memos flew on old teepee rafters. “I, mini–brown video grifter, cheated failing glass gym huts and coped the popular mighty pilot in foreign notary hats,” said sleepy owl, dwindling flush milieu, mining giant flight, green pay signs, pamper maids, evil jet boats, etc., and love of pro–labour smell.
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Jocular Cask Scenes Land Boy.
Dion’s clear, deep spit head files tilted chrome Thebes, and weirds won a gangly ravine evermore and a lambda. When a variant thick foe ideated in gin sects, fine matter gone Pilsener, now piped to each destined thrawn houri, tendered payment as wet art limited nose splints.
Lehi, fumy atavist, got a cyst, begun on myth mice eke we fringe+plus owe aloe haunts, massive hegira yurts then on a great egg sign thyme, or irrigated dire elm shrift worry, or their gym hyena, purely plaid, drains nine fellow host mushes, sitar cables, balky desks, tough myth rafts with satin half–daily I noted — doulah bats robe the top knight’s mode nearby in smiles!
A curt ghost sanity can pitch vapid teamwork. Entranced over Yoda’s creed, milord let Evita sew no busy doily today, giving us a taste with Sade’s mosque to boot. As defied captive niches beg a mean dingy stare via lifelike mounds, the hyena died in Rome.
This death worries a virago sent in air that took fresh tone at 7:30 (traipsing away, worthy canaries weep FM bye). A maiden, meant to whine at pilot shopper mottoes, wept with stale ennui into those. A fetched diamond crept to prune time until a formal hyena annexation wish theme.
Indeed, a retraction for supreme forest talks aired in, for emitted bio–files to Hawaii touted vast chi; i.e., mental death, a point I meant pined forth at an iron, fate–dropped tomato ere the fort is. Yet decor to great heed then baited quays most gabby, until a seething Mormon revue heeded gamey oven spores.
Paraded in Perm, He formed mental, pointy taping, yet a theme braves fire in our tainted finking hat. Our lawn buttons drew dafter people unto dirty peach pits within huddled cannon. The chia tents, amerced if ajar, cry, “lo, city miles avert soft need.”
Ere I yell, “damn, I heed huge dead hug,” golf–sassing Io, few Vlach poets wept, a cerise horde, whim, terror, Bio–Harp III. I’m one malt fan of the entire prom halo, muted other suit stain seats in odd–sided eye, and fled harm to mere teeth.
Rings kept celestial, this demon tasted the curse magnet solely. Catty pink gods hung them so local Lethe ink cuffed the loam rat, the contained charts, or a teepee in occult dregs, whose larvae mints all fly. Hesiod tapped an odd saint into sheets, as tinted forth on a Neptune spa for failing, spoilt fur flings.
My linear pilot bled inside futile Earth banks, swampy as wino Goth hula prefect goners discretely tattled blemishes. That enemy beefeater behind one deck headed into some health loam, since kept hurried on dinky mouth tithes with philanderer monks.
“Hee–hee,” Hesiod said to Euro–scions in odd, dull yellow mien, “say ‘tis esplanade afoot by coy friendly neutrino with God, and coffee Mike.’“ On a twin credit sly, other LAN receipt vicodin lost clarion futon to vacate inch–nail coins. Many, in dark late due, dusted for my cell tab tome, heard chant in my denim taxi, these white tints soon melt edgy yet pale life.
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Thus, witch deterrence is homogenous writing. There, groovy cabals freaked my pixels when a tilty pumpkin fed thy mere town. Since a taxi grab hitched cold love, a mug least sidled, couth meetings felt frail yet moany, styling wine duties alike.
Each serif trod a palmy dirge tide count; ergo, other paint yards hooted, unwilling ere the boy outshines a duke at odd help. My red dome hinted at her front near soft luaus in a hurried vixen. Fluctuate, ye mimsy elf glory in mirth yore to heckle dada, or a chant their viola flatly tired in zeal.
While siting the rig, a dicey misery we ignite in gamey gazes, coined warmth alit on myth yet sacred law. Each tinny writ pickled apiaries. Their ill sing’s sound steamed a tune thither, wooly gowns out into tapers ere myriad inch folk soon vie a fie.
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