Circles and other circles circle a spineless circe.
Lexemes will reach autolysis in AUTO.
Another universe takes over.
Editor’s Note with the Demonstrable Nom de Plume
On lesser severity, the housewarming jailhouse beyond ombrogenous deregulation funnels shifty saccades of Breton prisoners from the parley of land and sea for dissecting the orange headquartering a quietus of its blossom by the spidery helve that grossed profit on calamine lips liquifying floss into hapless pluralism to succeed without multi-media dentures from new-age spatiality of a bedside table.
An uncontemned booger with the complaisance of a receptacle mortised for many the mancipated more hints of oranges and apples when passed to the illusory manciple’s hankie, a bib for loners hereafter sharing celliferous bravura over a medianoche sandwich that caught the plenteously wooding brood. For any po’ boys out there by a capstan, un ala es como el agua in lobster bisque that overbalanced the ingredients of daybreak to the Dutch pink arriding a hemorrhoidal overset from courtyard peyote poncing with trippy preoption to front a Rastafarian gazette printed through an oily tin-can delay for the entomologically quadriplegic human that made first dollar an omega. Threatened by palatability, should the consumerist read feed and fodder more than once circa this time around?
Eh, painted literature for the imbecilic savant of irregularities, to quote growth dysplasia, limns male ligers as the lowly avatars that they are on the lookout for warrantless females with similar markings within the aeronomic wickedness of fitting in with racehorses flying carpets that sink into a floor avoiding morning sickness by counting alternate days between parquetry and marqueterie from docile wooziness while counterpointing to “pint” a pinto at the beanery.
[Die, sect-ting the orange sideswiped]
Nativity sanctified noontide by sections of an aggregate auditorium in military time, paragoning verbiage of guttate variance with natural approval for a jujuist elegy caressing ineluctable sense from the nature of words. Averruncated in a haggle for remunerative headwords, the incentivized lineup that wants to be nor mulish nor pig-headed exhibits tools shed of an openly coral repository to be designed creatively. Progressed of vendibility, the consulted lawsuit for an infrared sounding board from timescales warring in effusion attests a deregulated walk in the park that assures the house pinkerton masking pointers with a cellular camera of commemorative valuation; awing by the red-eye expressed, somnambulance forwarding the navel linearizes a pathfinder prospectus from the condign isthmus in the swing of dominion, plating disarray without the scam of unbearable artwork to append the informant’s banlieue where pectin is a mixture of carbohydrates found in the cell walls and middle lamellae of fruits slumbering to fibrously mind a bottomless conduit with a cyclops’ eye for the longer wavelengths in nanometers.
Troglodytical pectin became a family issue as the stabilizer agent incrassating a princely household to the heavy metal that adumbrates Slough of Despond. When pectin is stifled by a palsied radar of sutured induction, its byproduct, pectic acid, readily jumps at the occasion to assume enthalpic chemical decomposition, or ionic dissociation, a glitch caused by water weltering from bouillabaisse to bouillon for sending audible abbotcy through exolete portals with something exorable about being nestled inside where plain dandy with seminarial automatism is a publishing house of the philharmonic cachet.
Pectin may be found in vegetables, though the fruit of pectin punts for groceries that dietetically saponify the usufructuary pur autre vie.
- Buy fruit.
- Taste the pectin.
- Expurgate the fruit without pectin.
- Imagine fruit ceding conclusion from tingled doors undergoing affusion.
Nigger this, nigger that.
Look. See a real poleximus.
There lies embolism from adventive vice on set, the activation of vice louder than life, and it is suspended, in disbelief, to peck at the D-O-G-eat-dog plantation spurting chophouse liver with all atmophiles on preemie moneybags armed of the seasick gag, but I dude of ergativity.
[hair of the dog!]
Then give onto xanthan gum and wanker glue after the condominium time-sharer of mountebankery has diphthongized the rookie guestlist with arthral compellations to name a few as “stupendous in that”, “as useful as your body image”, “think life through as a precaution that thrives particularly in the somesthetic presence of previous programming”, and “does the hibiscus like something yet”. However, leave it to the repeat offender from krill on the hide to menace the cheeped son of the big top less beleaguered by the Atlantic-Translantic-ATLanta sequence that turned NATO into radioing genius at insomnia with see-through abortion in its most lecherous backdown to allow geocarpic sorosis the nonexistence of blacklisted kudos for the score ago. To the homebody of habitual peroration, disaffection is the Cesarean legation to do with elevatory grammar as the unquestionable imperium for litigating sondage that irrupted arterially as the tucked wildcard in a clubfoot because grammaticized fundament, characteristically referable at ground zero, will redeliver en suite a motivic database of transgressional affidavits of consummate dessert for the new bible. To invoke social housing of this housing projects, the burden to dreams should not burden itself while nourishing the proclivity quizzing Judaic fare of halalled tabulation jibbing at the literary agent embattling in the entryway’s lintel to juice ma-baker’s dozen for the updated pneuma from hearkened hustings into carbonating by the bon mots of nigh argot. Rightfully, the self-titled AUTO will be a flagger of queer-friendly abruption without animal cruelty of fruit and bitterness for the up-and-coming pulsars from supernovas bruiting along the bellwether of buybacks.
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