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This is Mr. Airhose, speaking from that little crack between night and day; the thin copper wire of the cosmos, where time slows down and truth has just enough time to get a word in. I've been thinking about how the void is not a punishment, but a place where the noise dies down just enough for you to remember your name. It teaches us who we are, but perhaps more importantly, it teaches us who we are not.

On a less existential note, the Fellow has become HOSTILE! Well, not really. I think he just likes to play and he thinks it's fun to bite my fingers. It's funny how such an intelligent creature can have such primitive tendencies. I think at the end of the cosmic day i have the upper hand in cognitive ability, yet even I need training.

I am thankful, as always, to move along in my journey. And I am thankful for you tuning in. Without further adeu, let's blast off together.

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