Shit, sister, miracles are all around us everywhere you look! Like...how we talking over this motherfuckin' audio hook? Miracle.
Really? Then we gotta all what start catching them motherfuckers! I dunno what I'd wish for though, I ain't really got anything I'm all wanting right now. How about you?
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[Her voice is weak and tired.]
I am. For some Mayfield-ish value of 'normal'....
And... paper boys deliver the newspaper. Right?
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Uhhh...what's a motherfuckin' newspaper supposed to all be again?
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[She was trying to be funny, trying to append a 'heh' at the end, but... no, it wasn't quite working.
The paperboy business was something nice and distracting.]
It's... paper. With news on it? Newspaper. Primitive, but... well. Mayfield. There you go.
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...so I'm supposed to be chucking it at starmonkeys in the morning? I don't really get it.
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[A pause while she tries to remember what boys are made of.]
Boys are blood. Blood and flesh and bone.....
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And yeah, mine's indigo, honk! Also miracles.
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[She sounds kind of sad about that.]
But if you have a thousand paper cranes, you'll be granted any wish.
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Really? Then we gotta all what start catching them motherfuckers! I dunno what I'd wish for though, I ain't really got anything I'm all wanting right now. How about you?
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