Igor found himself back on the board. Not multiple boards at once this time, just one. On the opposite side of the chess table sat the same Vasily Kamenev, in the blink of an eye comrade Kamenev morphed into a young woman with lovely silver hair. "Still thinking about quitting?" "Still thinking about moving on." "As much as I'd like a re-match sometime, I come to welcome you to Civitas. " "Any sacred message, Lady Solomon?” "Be your own human, be independent." “As they were different things.”
Fate barks like you do
Push you to the stained glass
All the things we can't take back
All the things we think will last
Everyone on the idiot glass
Say hi to the things that last
These poisons
It was already heaven
Heaven is a tavern telling jokes of itself
I may find hope in you
梅森穿着笔挺的小西装走在前面，还是浅灰色的。据他看上一季的简报来说这是传统。道路被修得短而平。前面有一座工厂，其实是城堡；后边有一座化工厂，其实是城邦。
他手里装饰性地捧着一只包的很好的鸡肉卷饼，据说是格维诺维奇食品学者研究出恶魔口味之后研制的，至于他们为什么要研究恶魔口味，简单啊，想来新城市定居的可不止天使。
瞧，怎么样。梅森笑眯眯地介绍，暮光高地面向所有富有想象力和理想的年轻人。
I can feel you slipping in my veins
I can see it in your dim lit eyes
It's like you are not trying
Remind you to remember me
Remember you to remember me
Perpetuated by the same old sin
Linoleum and absinthe
We wander and we wander
Not in the same world
The other side is petroleum and desolation
In the same desolation I met you
“莫不是您想要透露一下，初步诊断是什么样？” 梅森开玩笑地说。
时代精神快要变成了时代症候群。“透露是谈不上吧。一般会有这样的一种成见：在观赏赛事的时候有的人在看戏。”
“我喜欢观赏这个词，认识论现象学。” 只不过有些人还在沉迷于形而上学，而另外一群人沉没在不名誉的辩证法中不亦乐乎。“这是繁琐的美学对立，” 他坏心眼地引用了一篇还没有被主笔的论文。
希拉猜测下半句话关联了“设计师如何受人之托机械制造出繁琐的对立。” 和“由裙带关系缔解的欧洲利益链条”之类的新生代言论。“而知情者如鱼得水。” 它使用了新派人的内部语言。
Nothing is with you constantly
Eternity is a marketing scheme
Perfection masks imperfection
No one is teasing your fantasy and freedom
Wanting much for purr too long
I am a fool to the passage
The only way is out
Out of the world out of your time
When all of our debts are erased
And we are in a lived moment
of the erasure
It was a beautiful affair
Memory gives mortality a memoir.
To each their own shattering, to each their own other.
Please put me into a trance, with the warmth of your blood flow.
Like a never, ever yesterday that rewinds itself.
这是平日，它不知道一个艺术家除了不画画之外该做什么，所以一阵风将它的屋门吹开，不紧不慢地准备押送它出去。它不紧不慢的态度反应出了一个充分发挥完自己才华的艺术家的成熟度。然而它只是挑了件半松不紧的黑裤子而已，配了帆布单鞋。
天气很散漫。人们走走停停还是回到了自己的舒适区，您说是不是这样？它不太想利用这个视角去见人，不过这是1914。
What can you see and unsee?
All will turn into smoked glass
I will be by your side with an eyefold
To keep you awake from yourself
To keep you asleep from yourworld
Mirrors on the ceiling
This room is made of glass
I just need to make the maze out
Or to make out with the maze
There's no more Remington
Insufficient memories
Call your god or goddess
I could be your other in othering
If I could cure you, I won't care you
If I could care you, why should I care
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