w5 curfew: take me to spurch i'll twerk like a rat at the shrine of your shirts

[messy]

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[messy]

What premeditation? I suddenly can't remember what we were talking about...

[cashouts]

[ instant, effortless demeanor shift ]

Hm, odd. I can't say I can, either. Must be a lapse in memory that I've been experiencing lately. Oh well!

[messy]

So weird! It must be contagious. [innocently. but also...] What's our next stop like, anyway? It sounds... water-y.