“I confess I do not believe in time. I like to fold my magic carpet, after use, in such a way as to superimpose one part of the pattern upon another. Let visitors trip. And the highest enjoyment of timelessness―in a landscape selected at random―is when I stand among rare butterflies and their food plants.- nabokov
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Hanukkah song
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being a Jew,
carmena burana world,
concentrated enlightenment,
dialectical materialism,
down with the 6ers,
Free your mind,
fun stuff,
geeking out,
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gripe the arcade,
gunters 🔫 unite,
Jewish logic,
memento libertas,
merry Chanukah,
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universe code,
warning to the world!
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