125: I believe we fall to nature so ketchupy-and-pink .. an oblative canopy over beauty, wit and fashion is established outward.

I blame eternity.

I’m flipping out, whoa. Losing it all, and more! A white screen shows no art. Inform, suborn, freeze freely up, need help? Refresh screen — then, thanks, bases for eternity lower right, tho in the middle cels your lips move up and down, talking dwelling design.

Changed my mind. The rent’s too high! No one can help switching me for you, bogus to true. Not now.

And it’s clear whose side you’re actually on, landlord.