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Roy Cargo
1. Q: Where do you live?
- A: Tomorrowland. Yesteryear. I live in Goodbye.
- A: Silver Christmas tree. Artificial. And Stand. Tree full-sized tree. Yep yep yep that's right. Not as nice as new modern ones no no not as nice, but I enjoyed it for many years. Yep yep yep. Many many years of constant gratificational liquidity. Right right right. Yep! That's correct and approximate! Drop drop drop drops needles and needle needles like a real tree. Right right right. Needles. Easy they are to pick up with a vacuum. Bissel bissel hoover. Small volume of space. Empty of matter. Matter matter matter, hey matter, matter matter do - saawing matter! It do contract. Matter! Note: All interesting items have been spoken for and should be picked up soon.
- A: Perambulate about the weather. Open my box of dread. Sharp my grims. Oh yeah. Yes yes yes. That's when you'll see the most change. Most particular changes. 'Course it all depends on your medium. Yeah yeah Medium of Exchange, that's right.
- A: Où sont les neiges d'antan? Each day a thousand roses brings. Sunt lacrimae rērum et mentem mortālia tangunt. Ubi sunt qui ante nos fuerunt? Sing that. Oh sing and let her laugh. oh my yes oh.
- A: My bike!
Adina Edgar Stark
1. Q: Where do you live?
- A: ---
- Q: Where are we?
- A: Nusquam, Sector C
- A: It was a little flat circle of wood with a handle on it. There were chickens - attached to a string, there was a ball on the end of it. You swung it around to make their heads go up and down. It looked like they were eating. My uncle made it for me. It made a soft clattering sound I liked.
- A: We're in lock down. No vehicular traffic. You've been warned.
- A: Last night in my cell. I couldn't figure out what that black spot on the ceiling was.
- A: I can see the future.
Lady Kitty Alexander Suffering from Cancerous Ailment
1. Q: Where do you live?
- A: With due respect to your person and much sincerity of purpose.
- A: My mother gave me a rabbit fur muff. So soft and white and lined in satin. I felt like a princess.
- A: I have very dear need for assistance.
- A: Yesterday when the soldiers came and took that poor woman away. They beat her. You should know that. After dark. If you stay- it won't matter who you are. Please. As one who is routinely so traumatized, I beg you to leave at curfew.
- A: My faith in God and my ability to endure.
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