Oh, my profound apologies; it was the right number in LH's little doggerel. Rapaire, as might have been predicted, is inventing a tangent of his own. He's a veritable tangenterine, much like the U.S. Tangenterines, who are semper fi and often awry.

I have no desire to get into heaven, thank you. I intend to design one of my own, as soon as I can shuck this mortal confabulation of addictive electro-magnetic frequencies and genetic overrides.


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