Have you ever tried to bring harmony to an argument between cats? Sometimes, you find feline fortissimo quickly morphing into a symphonic divergence.
Just like that, the universe settles on a cosmic scale. Planets and planets twirling in tango, galaxies being enigmatic ballroom dancers. Our little Earth, one awkward wallflower, wondering if left is the way or if the right should be its guidepost.
Imagine cosmic dust settling on mundane words. Each letter a quark, each page a galaxy of its own. The hum of the universe—an endless symphony composed after every diner rush on a Saturday night.
The stars speak in italics and bolds, communicating with punctuation divine. "Aha," they say, "the harmonious divergence of semi-colons from commas—a fable for the ages."
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