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I don’t like spaces.
Between sentences they’re ok.
But not between people.
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Happy Ayyam-i-Ha, everyone…party tonight was off the hook. 
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I came to the Ayyam-i-ha party, knocked on the door for hours, but nobody ever let me in. I left the steps, knuckles bruised, sobbing. I walked down the street to the L station, and rode the train all the way back to Kansas. That’s right. I rode the L all the way back to Kansas. The Green line.
*dies laughing*