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*Do you know what comes after dusk?*

For all we have going for us, brilliant colors and blinding light,
in the end - after the warmth - we are left with only our sight.

Tell me, young soul, when was the last time you had a stone to throw? Do you know what comes after dusk?

* *Magic and fairy dust.* 

Like the tongues behind our teeth and the blades at our hips, the course we have set is precise. Lines of timeless quality - fab hair and frazzling personalities - my dear, the view from up here is quite nice.

No need to thank us - we take pleasure in the simple fact that we're saving your *** from a miserable life.