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Perfume Was First Created To Mask The Stench Of Foul And Offensive Odors... Spices And Bold Flavorings Were Created To Mask The Taste Of Putrid And Rotting Meat... What Then Was Music Created For? Was It To Drown Out The Voices Of Others, Or The Voices Within Ourselves? I Think I Know.

Your Stockings Prove Your Virtues. Be Certain They Are Clean And Free Of Tears.

He Cried When I Left, Which I Find To Be Standard Male Behavior.

I Myself Am Not Afraid Of Ghosts; I Am Afraid Of People.

I Was Reading Everything Under The Sun From Music History To Feminist Literature To Shakespeare, Which Is Why I'm Not A Complete Idiot At This Time.