I'm a real girl. I really love sex. Want to meet me? Maybe you want to fuuuck me ...?
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`Well?' he said, with a reminiscence of the Psychologist. Then,
`Certainly,' said the Time Traveller, stooping to light a spill
unhinged, helped himself to a cigar and tried to light it uncut.)
`Into the future or the past--I don't, for certain, know
when we were here; and the Thursday before that; and so forth!'
plain enough, and helps the paradox delightfully. We cannot see
faster than we are, if it gets through a minute while we get
through a second, the impression it creates will of course be