DIMENSION WARP Skipping the phantom news in its timeless journal to page after page of not so funny comics, our crossword puzzle seems ever incomplete as certain meanings are not defined by words, the blanks impossible to fill. Yet, by drifting away defeated, a furtive, impish child scrawls in some awkward, personal marks, looking up with pride for instant praise and sweet reward which, smiling sadly, we must give, hoping they could be right, and once in a very long while, they are.

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