Thanks be to the law of death. Victory to the new flesh. Many of our boys never got to come home -- and McCain did? Naught will come of the news that the generation to see the 21st century will see that [fade-in] shoreline a single second more -- one more plaything to remember the crustaceans by is the little toy stork evocative of the crust in the wave. Herewith we sing a Greek chorus, our voices dig escarpments, the Panhandle beaches you have visited your whole life containing them for your viewing pleasure -- witness a collective doing-against of the triplet that can't be counted on analytic paws. Pause, son.

#2 - thanks be to the law of death

A movie is...the deceptive conjunction that threatens to tip over into nothingness at the end of each shot and after the last pan. That's why we love it. We love you too. I mean, we utter that with the darnedest conviction. 

season 1 intro song: nova by love spirals downwards

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