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“So, this spiral, this is the golden ratio and it’s a mathematical pattern that just repeats itself in nature, in flower petals and honeybees, and you know, the stars in the galaxy, and in every molecule of our DNA.”

So, this spiral, this is the golden ratio and it’s a mathematical pattern that just repeats itself in nature, in flower petals and honeybees, and you know, the stars in the galaxy, and in every molecule of our DNA.”

I walk. I talk. I shop. I sneeze. I’m gonna be a fireman when the floods roll back. There’s trees in the desert since you moved out, and I don’t sleep on a bed of bones.

"Out of nine so far, one’s a psycho who killed four others, one committed suicide, one is a bloody soccer-mum, and then there’s you. My crazy sister is sane by comparison."

This isn’t just a London Hopper, you know. It can go anywhere in the universe, free of charge.”

"Welcome back."