Dear Hypothetical Featherweight Travelers,
Onward on our glamorous galactic cruise, we orbited around the hypnotic Pleasuring Quasar. Local locust salami remains unparalleled. Though interstellar GPS directed us otherwise, the story of the fourth moon remains a textual enigma: here souls ironically whisper to the daydreamers.
Current weather: 342273°C, wear your sun-proof pajamas. Do note, however, infrared spectra are not free.
Warm regards from Ellistorssu Prima, the parallel world where calendars hold no meaning.
The Fifth Synapse Experiments S.A.T.I.R.E Ltd.