DO NOT BE ALARMED
There is a seven and 33/42nds dimension beyond that which is known to Science.
It is a dimension as vast and timeless as infinity and twice as sexy.
It is the middle ground between wakefulness and sleep, between classical and quantum physics, and it lies between the pit of man’s stomach and the summit of his stupidity. This is a dimension of lunacy and pickles.
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