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I thought the smoke monster should turn out to be the Ghost of Bette Davis, but my roommate thought that the smoke monster should be our downstairs neighbors (bitches smoke so much that it comes up through our floor and make my room smell like stale ashtray, yuck!)
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And they say back then our universe
Was a coal black egg
Until the god inside
Burst out and from its shattered shell
He made what became the world we know
~ Bjork (Cosmogony)
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