Angel Boo & Sugar Bee, trapped within the space of visual palindromes.
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| "How do I look?" – putting a smile of a chaste harlot, Sugar Bee asked Angel Boo. |
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| "Psychologically inappropriate." – he replied, thinking about the sweetest of all his fears. |
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| In the meantime, the Eye of Y was going through the phase X. |
