They march with dolls in their hands as if it's Beethoven's 9th Symphony. In my universe, Winston Churchill's life is super coll because every time humanity makes a species extinct in the wild, the last place the species was ever in the wild sets on fire. He took care of my clones and cowgirl dolls a lot. When my clone has a thought, something happens. If he thinks about Kangoroos, they fly and crash into the Castle.
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