Scared of living a meaning-less life, the fetus tied the umbilical cordon around his neck when he was just one week away to be born.
The end.
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- Sir Helder Amos
- I started studying occultism and the tarot cards looking for clarity in my early 20s because I was going thru a dark time, and now in my 30s I use the experience, knowledge and abilities I gained with the cards to bring light and hope to the people in need, because I know what it's like!
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- 564 - Robots.
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- 562 - The rabbit with the peg-leg.
- 561 - "Everything is fine"
- 560 - Early suicide.
- 559 - Laughing instead of crying.
- 558 - Heavy sleep.
- 557 - The polar bear.
- 556 - The lost treasure chest: the best employees.
- 555 - The rooster alarm..
- 554 - Message from the underworld.
- 553 - The hide and seek of the safety box.
- 552 - Chloroform: The love potion.
- 551 - The stains in the ceiling.
- 550 - Omne ignotum pro magnifico.
- 549 - The earthquake and the massage chair.
- 548 - The black rhino.
- 547 - The black sweater.
- 546 - The endless love-story.
- 545 - The bodyguard.
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