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Two souls divided by glass, speaking across impossible worlds.

Even the Pope showed up for this one.

Strange flesh globe dreams under the summer sun.

Bright fabric holds still, grinning toward a lens it trusts.

Step 6 is the only panel without another person.

Between tide and breath, the sea sends back its own.

Laughter dressed in medals, history made plush.

Visitors from beyond, soaking up our yellow star.

The tea has been poured upward before, apparently.

Neon dread blooms where Hawkins kids dare pedal.

Cross-filed under Produce. Third retrieval this quarter.

Even balloons have opinions about Soviet-era politics, apparently.

The man in front has not blinked yet.

H105 pending. Consent documentation forwarded to Species Review.

A sheep-octopus hybrid rides the subway holding a briefcase.

A blue jay holding a bat stands at home plate.