It was declared that the coffee shall pour not less than five meters wide into the awaiting fish cage setting delicately red on the western horizon. And where the horizon meets the screen is where firearms were first used to shape this country under direct supervision of jolly fat men wearing tweed loin-cloths and pre-production x-ray specs (in which benefited society in the same way that a wind-powered hair stylist might, given chance).Birth sign: Sagittarius
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