$ZOM - How doth grand thy trader’s glory be! Thou hast now 10x what thou had before, Upon this day — the digits creep and then let fly their decimals, and from it — such glorious celebration as the day breathes green and thy future carries with it, those winged eagles that allows thy soul to prepare for both 2.00 and plus fold upon our tomorrows! Act 1 - Scene 1 - Zomspeare
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