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26 Jun 2017
water warms in spring is the sense i am teaching the AI to feel
27 Mar 2017
27 Mar 2017
I traveled eight and a half months to finally pay a visit to / Earth’s brother, separated and scattered a distance away
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24 Jun 2017
The joy is crafting something that you feel best represents the text—and there is some satisfaction in maneuvering through rough waters (or around solar flares?) .
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