Can one be left wanting and made of desire? It's the nature of the universe: artificial space divided by position's time, make to force work on the undefined, craven watchdog. Regulation! Administration! Judicial review! LSATs prove you're willing to deny morality in the name of logical virtual eight hundred meters. Whether standard or imperial, feats are meant to satiate a hungry inner ghost, whose ectoplasm is pure spasm, an autonomic reaction to that which came before. Are we humming or are we cancer? Don't make such metaphors! Cruelty lives in the willingness to overbook suffering in order to make a point of selling tickets. Such rogers such registrations such alcoholisms. I put an egg in my hand, cracked it, and rubbed it all over my face.