Granted, but in becoming invisible, you not only disappear from sight, you disappear from sound and smell and touch. In fact, you completely disincorporate. No one believes in your existence, and so you fade from the pages of time....
I wish my bike was here and not 400 miles away.
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Lasciate ogni speranza, voi ch'entrateSarcasm=You poooooooor baby. You gonna go cwy to your mommy? Did she bring you your bottle a minute wate? You poooooooor wittle baby.
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