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and yet, at the end of the day, it’s honest work.
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“It’s just this endless rigamarole of [downloading signals,] making small talk with [Kerfur], wakingup [in] a
[treehouse] as a [cloaked] extraterrestrial [demands I give them more shrimp right now,] heating up another lousy [MRE,] and shoveling it in my face.Sheesh. At some point you have to ask yourself: What does this all add up to?” [Kel] concluded that his only hope was that his existence served some higher purpose that he was unaware of, but that the invading [Gray] galactic
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