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Scottie, do you believe that someone out of the past, someone dead,can enter and take possession...
But you're still the hard-headed Scott, aren't you?
Tiki Mugs
I'm not making it up. I wouldn't know how. She'll be talking to me about something. Suddenly, the words fade into silence. The power comes into her eyes, and they go blank. She's somewhere else, away from me - someone I don't know. I call to her, she doesn't even hear me. Then, with a long sigh, she's back. Looks at me, brightly. Doesn't even know she's been away, can't tell me where or when.
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I always loved renderings of building proposals when they looked like this. Nice to see so many red people hanging out at the tiki room.
For this to work in the space proposed those people would have to be at most 13 inches tall.
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