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skeet dreams (of you)
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Sentimentality mode? We were children together!
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Neither overpromising nor underdelivering
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The way in which they declined was a whole vibe.
“I have communication channels for people who are close to me in actuality, and I have communication channels open to the whole entirety of randos on the internet. But what about the the whole-entirety-of-internet-randos who are close to me in actuality?🤔?”
Have honestly never come close to comprehending it. Whole other worlds out there!
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A career - gradually getting further from the office, with ever limiting access to mail, until retirement.
I don't trust people who are out of the office with limited access to email. What the hell are you doing
I got a 2.2 in my first degree in the subject I currently work in, so🤷‍♀️
You call it AI and I’m sure you recognise in its current form it’s nothing of the sort; I would like to suggest developing “improved search” is a both better and more fruitful aim&purpose for chat technology to be put to
How are things on the West Coast? I hear you’re moving real fine
I have heard good things about it!
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A French cyclist survived for three days after a horrendous 130-foot fall into a ravine, kept alive by the bottles of red wine he had in his shopping bag, police said.
Cyclist falls down 130-foot ravine in France, survives 3 days by drinking wine he had in shopping bag
A helicopter airlifted him to hospital, with a rescue doctor calling his survival "a miracle."
cbsn.ws
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tonight, when the veil between worlds is at its thinnest, ghosts can sneak up your bum
“And she won’t be surprised
And she won’t be shocked
When she’s pressed the *
After she’s pressed ‘Unlock’
And there’s verse and chapter
Sat in her inbox”
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In antique land did Ozymandias
Works ye Mighty decree
Where sands the lone and level ran
Round Wreck decay lifeless to man
Down to a trunkless sea