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One sultry summer day in Oxbridge Village, Caledon,(Second Life) I was polishing the silver, and turned on the audiograph to enjoy some music. Usually I listen to Radio Riel, but this time had typed out "steampunk" on a punch card and slid it into the Pandora machine.
I was greeted with the sweetest, most romantic tune! singing of his lady friend as if she was a "honey bee" which seemed to be the name of the song,, it was subtle, beautiful harmonies, and infectious hip swaying rhythm.
Imagine my surprise when the lyrics said:
You didn't have to say my name
“Thus strangely are our souls constructed, and by slight ligaments are we bound to prosperity and ruin.”
― Mary Shelley,