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On this night things had gotten official.
Him was inclined to use the word "Offish".
Which is pronounced as "Oh Fish" to those not understanding.
Still, the space expanded on this one.
Iron bars crashed down on that one.
And an odd mixture of nutrients provided a meal,
same as it would any other night.


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