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I stare up at the ceiling often and wonder when the airplane engine is going to collapse through the roof while I'm laughing hysterically,  or morbidly sobbing,  either one is cool. I stare up at the ceiling often and wonder when the airplane engine is going to collapse through the roof while I'm laughing hysterically, or morbidly sobbing, either one is cool.
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