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The Bureau of Dreams to be Continued

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The Princess and the Prince Discuss What’s Real

A Brief Obligatory Intense Aside, Chosen for the Restrained

Devotees of What’s Not There Complimenting What Is; and What is There Paying Lip Service to What is Not; Routine Unfeasibility, Adorned and Exposed; Also Known As Magical Realism; an Untitled

Measured Response to the Dearth Bound Plethora of Abundantly

Absent and Silent Interrogations; Suitable for the Rejection of

Literary Murakami, Illustrated Gaiman, and Overly Overt Rushdie;

Comedic and Hateful in their Seriousness and Love.

The cool sun was aghast in its un-robotically, requisite, blasé, progressive retreat as it spread its ardent wings over the peripatetic Crimean Sea above it. The socially maladroit maritime fixture deafeningly fired weakly from its rippling interior, the non-resultant smoke incandescence, previously known only in the Arctic, producing no effect on the planet which did not exist below, as it evinced the faintest of flagrant falsetto flags, strongly indicative of the bounty of nothing. “All too obviously fake. It’s all wrong in its correctness,” screamed Orpheus Mictlantecuhtli, as he played a lullaby yet another morning with his melodious lack of song. His entreaty of; “Wake up; it has ended,” was not answered with a thunderously diminished reply of; “Go to sleep, dummy. It has started.” Sixteen libidinous vestal virgin sisters who were