nothing makes sense and that’s alright. the crossword puzzle has numbers and the squares fit into cubes. but when you mix the colour blue and red, you might get a pinkish velvet or violent purple hue. ‘rubbish’ is the term here, expunged as a quip. nothing makes sense now but that’s just a crossing of wires, to lighten a bulb to its prefix and come up with a clue.
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