“Pleasant morning, morning light. What stories shall we play today?”

“Body immured by apartment, open window to open page frees mind and spirit fantastically.”

“Oh! These words are streaming such splendid thoughts; their fluviatile images are both brilliant and lots!”

“Even when the precariat included self, comfort and peace could always be found in worlds bound on shelf.”

“Fiction can be fun when imagination runs a bit ahistorical, but accounts true should be as clear as the pane through which you shine.”

“Thank you, morning light, for helping me to read; your illumination elicits growth of life for each knowledge-seeking seed.” ; )

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