Alternate Universe I: A trip to Vegas

It made sense, all of it, upon reaching the Alternate Universe for the first time and she, the she of there but far as I knew the she of here, considering the here of there and thereof thereof, made all the sense in the alternate world as well. Sweltered under the Earth's six suns until melting, grabbed our molten skin off the pavement and stuffed it back into our pants, then we flew into the Alternate Mirage before the hypnotic hurricane reached the Strip.

Inside Radiohead, having long since realized the power of Fuck This Shit, were tuning up with Muse covers, the knowledge of which me and the brain of the here of here, as naturally opposed to the here of there, had long since sensed: Thom Yorke sings Starlight to get his girls into bed, and he plays Supermassive Black Hole to get them to fuck.

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