So this went on but it was no end until
I put postal in a machine and got into a very big box. And mailed myself to. This weird greenhouse and lived there. And watered and watched stressful living. While I stayed safe and was still killing the town's people
With my greenery crazy life I guess.

Instead of searching for your another half, 
Search for you soul.

You are remembered for the rules you break.

People don’t talk about anything.” “Oh, they must!” “No, not anything. They name a lot of cars or clothes or swimming pools mostly and say how swell! But they all say the same things and nobody says anything different from anyone else.

Written By Ray Bradbury

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