I'm not entirely sure where I should start, I mean--for the most part, none of the towns in this world have windowless black vans into which people disappear forever, or at least, none that I've seen. Also, wheat and their by-products are legal, which honestly makes me a little uncomfortable.
But oh, how I miss those cold desert nights! When there is nothing but the moon and silence and the vast expanse of sandy nothing all around our town, and, for a few brief moments, you are reminded just how small you are against the immense void of the universe.
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I'm not entirely sure where I should start, I mean--for the most part, none of the towns in this world have windowless black vans into which people disappear forever, or at least, none that I've seen. Also, wheat and their by-products are legal, which honestly makes me a little uncomfortable.
But oh, how I miss those cold desert nights! When there is nothing but the moon and silence and the vast expanse of sandy nothing all around our town, and, for a few brief moments, you are reminded just how small you are against the immense void of the universe.