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Thor and Saturn’s Tête-à-tête

04/28/2026 14:58h
To thwart? To abet? To mete? Quixotic cobbler, spread apocryphal mendacity from Styx to Mt. Dix. Yoke check to bank, broadcast flaccid gospel. Raze it! Scorch it! It’s summertime in Mendocino. Ah, poke stigmatized feet-stank. Quotidian Stygian, pack funk-stuffed rucksacks into boats of dope(d) diction. Fuck Friday. Yes,you, Freya. Be fazed.