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[penitently]

Another day, another dollar, as they say.

The sun rises; the sun sets. We maintain order in our peaceful little world, content like clams wrapped in our shells... Though, really, what is there to complain about? Everything is perfect. A little monotonous, but constant all the same. Reliable. PredictableHowever, sometimes... I find myself

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[penitently]

You think death is reliable...? In what way?

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Ah-ah... you cannot expect me to believe that you dislike discussing it when it is something so inescapable.

It is, perhaps, one of the only things that all species' have in common. It is not, however, reliable.

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At least we can agree upon one thing; high fashion is a must.

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When it comes to dance, I am better versed in ballroom.

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Now, Swing is something I can appreciate.

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Can I.

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It is not a thing for children.

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I am much too old for you, so... you might as well be jail bait where I am concerned.

Besides, your moshing and wiggling seems to be all the rage with those your age, as opposed to something old fashioned, such as the Jive.