Amber: Stomach, head, and body, aches warrants a nap.
Ben: I walked down a flight of stairs confronted by a wall of propaganda; I stopped then starred, enamored by the glitz and compelling aesthetic, I wandered through its facets and streams of gray, pacing back and fourth between the surreal and opposed; lightening bolts struck me and with it came the fascination, the terrifically absurd.
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