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"Don't worry!" said the astronaut, "it's not my juice.
Maybe yours." She harnessed the crown
and balanced on the moon.
"I'm Lucky, and I'm home." It's an advantage
like putting sugar in spaghetti.
However, notice the way the clouds stalk around her temples,
bouncing hotly with charisma and youth.
Lucky gasped at them, "This isn't Hong Kong," she gritted.
The astronaut came alone on the moon.