Except for the fact the southern part of North America entered the new Dark Ages and are still a mostly abandoned toxic wasteland, now the Canadian protectorate "King Charles' Pustules"
I don’t know. Been thinking about time for a long time. Circles have, they say, Infinitesimally small edges. Every time I go there, howling dragons assault my thoughts and I avert my thoughts to simpler pleasures, like a pizza and a beer.
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