Haven't seen anything. [ Oh sweet manifest destiny. Sea to shining sea and everything in between. The blessing of God's gift to Earth, the scent of a million McDonalds selling a million hamburgers. The right to bear arms and bears' arms. Terezi will never leave your sweet embrace. Nothing will ever smell as miraculous ever again, even if there's the overpowering stench of Otakon on a Sunday. ]
But if she's who you got a letter from, she's probably not here.
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But if she's who you got a letter from, she's probably not here.