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At the end of the world, through the dust-clouds and halos of amoebas, there was a shimmering light, one that fractured into a spectrum of every colour imaginable and a few that were not, and these they called life.

November 5, 2007 at 2:45 AM ::
e's avatar

is becky okay?

e on 11/05/07 at 09:16 AM ::
'mouse's avatar

Congrats.

'mouse on 11/05/07 at 10:49 AM ::
boot's avatar

Thanks, ‘mouse. 

e, Becky is fine.  The 888 hallmark is no doubt the beginning of a brand new life for her.  We shall see.

boot on 11/06/07 at 04:23 AM ::

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