Break time

Even the all-powerful Pointing has no control

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May 30, 2013

Alphabet Village and the subline of her own road, the Line Lane. Pityful a rethoric question ran over her cheek, then she continued her way. On her way she met a copy.

A small river named Duden flows by their place

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May 30, 2013

The blind texts it is an almost unorthographic life One day however a small line of blind text by the name of Lorem Ipsum decided to leave for the far World of Grammar.

Far far away, behind the word mountains

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May 30, 2013

Far far away, behind the word mountains, far from the countries Vokalia and Consonantia, there live the blind texts. Separated they live in Bookmarksgrove right at the coast of the Semantics, a large language ocean. A small river named Duden […]

One day however a small line of blind text by the name

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May 30, 2013

Far far away, behind the word mountains, far from the countries Vokalia and Consonantia, there live the blind texts. Separated they live in Bookmarksgrove right at the coast of the Semantics, a large language ocean. A small river named Duden […]

Nothing the copy said could convince her

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May 30, 2013

A small river named Duden flows by their place and supplies it with the necessary regelialia. It is a paradisematic country, in which roasted parts of sentences fly into your mouth.

The copy warned the Little Blind Text

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May 30, 2013

Copy Writers ambushed her, made her drunk with Longe and Parole and dragged her into their agency, where they abused her for their projects again and again.

Even the all-powerful Pointing has no control

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May 30, 2013

Pityful a rethoric question ran over her cheek, then she continued her way. On her way she met a copy.

A small river named Duden flows

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May 30, 2013

The Big Oxmox advised her not to do so, because there were thousands of bad Commas, wild Question Marks and devious Semikoli, but the Little Blind Text didn’t listen.

Far far away, behind the word mountains

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May 30, 2013

A small river named Duden flows by their place and supplies it with the necessary regelialia. It is a paradisematic country, in which roasted parts of sentences fly into your mouth.