How on earth we carry on without you, I don't know.
It amazes me the need to worship and pay homage to beings we do not ever really know.
Repesentative of the gods, some say - well, they take sacrifices that is for sure.
Victoria in Piccadilly trapped a teenager once, who crawled into the space
between the plinth and a wall. Stiflling he cried out, but by her behind
was royally asphyxiated.
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