Genesis
"...and so it was foretold, that on this day a place of luv, sunshine and lollipops shall arise amid the acrid stench of the great SF unwashed, a home for the dregs, the outcasts from polite society, in which they might find respite and giddy glee unknown outside the bounds of opium dens or donut shops."
- Slappy Druid, from the text, "Introdcution to My friend Willy"
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