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 Why are people washing ashore? Dolphins may have dents such as critical hits, duct tape, an impressive spree of ignorance. The crux of affirmative action resides in a completion of earth strides in progress, future, and failing light. Just vote for nothing more please and be done. Dolphins are smart as delectable moments but lack thumbs and 401ks. Do they eat their young like we do or can they prepare the future with inviolable sass? The dolphin team lacks initiative vis-á-vis hope for future sort of shit. Dolphin is the peopling we got to replace. Nothing sticks out lastingly in the big ocean overall but we can bring shit. Shit has a permanence that poetry can't get. We like to be teammates but a show of power would be nice. Saving a swimmer with chatter fails big picture-wise. Look at the polls. We cannot fit extra people into the firmly described planet of our sounding condition. Octopus has resigned, sharks star in movies, orca outfox seals: the wave leaves us unimpressed. Moby Dick can sink to certain levels but that's just literature, not meaningful in the executive gasp. Trial balloons confirm the edges of air, but what if we don't believe in breath? Dolphin can head down and down, and there's no good capitalism forever. Sticking to facts or the like, dolphins just breath air and lie about the future. The future resembles a canny orca as a seal slips into time, the ending thing. Intelligence is the gravy of knowing nothing.


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