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I am on the front page of The Solari Report. This is like getting the cover of Rolling Stone for rock stars. This is like the cover of Vogue for chic stick-like beings from Planet Gorgeous. The cover of High Times for fat buds. The cover of TIME for Vladimir Putin. This is the cover of Transcendent Heart magazine.
You are officially able now to brag about knowing nines.
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I want you to reconsider about coming into the belly of the beast with me now. We could hobnob and your credit card can't be that anemic, can it? It's only money and you could use to lose a couple pounds, no?
Fine. Be a tightwad. I'll keep you posted.
But I warn you, you are missing hugs and all kinds of astonishing facts and the chance to encounter spies from outer space and, worst of all, some precious missing puzzle pieces.
always and any time....
