It's time for unit three; now we get graded.
Come on folks. Let's follow each other into academic splendor! The joy of being a word-smith par excellence will carry us into new heights of scholarly rapture. I hope.
Now the cat has MY tongue. The idea of being graded has nipped the flow of the stream of consciousness right in the bud.
I'll be back soon. It's hard to keep that stream dammed for long.
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