GPT-2 AI has been drinking again.

An endlessly-revolving, ever-changing face you show to the world. Which facade will you wear today? Human, robot, or monster?

The hand of God [or something?] tore through the fabric of space and time, and reached down, hand enveloped in a neon glow.

Vacant Erased Blank Canvas ##Lost Out In SPACE## Before The Before Waiting For It To Begin Knocking On The Door Why won't you let me in?

Maybe there's a bell we're supposed to ring?

Link learned the best method of destroying the Sphinx was a sword attack to the nose.

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I am marooned. I am entombed.

I've lost my way - somewhere between the dusk and the crack of day.