าคb There are fewer every year but there are still billions, seething, fingering and clawing at each other and hungry for the same things. But how could life be anything but a kaleidoscopic dreamland? Swallowing up the nectar from honey-laced fruits... at the end of it they used screens as small as postage stamps, and now the screen is big enough to cover up the whole sky, so fully enveloping. "I can't look away from it, unless I look into the dark, or I blind myself."
It started to make ones with red rashes all around their eyes. (They were rosy, all the way around.)
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