Rudy sat at the ticket booth. For years he patiently waited, forever imagining in his head the one goal that kept him ever vigilant. The one goal that would change his life forever, that would turn one man's dream into a living heaven that would rock the ages and further tremor all the spaces and times in this and other universes. A wonder so amazing, that it would keep this successful Rudy Baker from ever living a true existence, but instead tirelessly waiting on his one infintessimal moment to finally be free. |
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...Jesus CHRIST, this is boring... |
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