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May the sleep that outlasts aeons show mercy before the stars inevitably align in their right and doomful positions once more.
In dark reverence to the architect of cosmic madness:
Howard Phillips Lovecraft
Stepped into the deceitful illusion of light: August 20, 1890
Descended into the endless blackness: March 15, 1937
Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn.
Lass es dir gut gehen am Wochenende!
"Wenn das Fett ausgelassen wird, sammelt sich an der Oberfläche Talg. Wenn der Talg erhärtet, kann man oben `ne Schicht Glyzerin abschaben. Mit Salpetersäure ergibt das Nitroglyzerin. Dazu noch Natriumnitrat und Sägemehl, und man hat Dynamit. Ja, mit genug Seife könnte man so ziemlich alles in die Luft jagen." T. Durden
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