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Nobody asked about the snails, yet here they are.

New York delivery gets weirder every single year.

Even revolution bows to the humblest daily ritual.

The spelling error arrived confidently, teeth and all.

Four long-haired men pose before a concrete wall.

Two men perform on stage with guitars and microphones.

Everyone agreed the beach find needed a second opinion.

Everyone here has googly eyes except the liver.

Every family has that one weird dinner night.

Even nightmares have a coffee and newspaper routine.

Strange flesh globe dreams under the summer sun.

Chrome robot receives Taco Bell bag at drive-through window.

Power chords echo where dynasties once ruled.

Aged book cover, German text, grinning falling man illustration.

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

Bald person in costume digs soil at night, shovel present.