Churchill, shed nary a tear more, for I tell you there is hope. Something magnificent is coming. Something that defies reality in its wonder and inconceivability. Something that is glazed with a candy...

Churchill, something is wrong. Hideously, horribly wrong. I don’t know what’s happening to me. My teachers no longer make any sense, emitting a babble that not even Charlie Brown himself could understand....

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