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One mile down, two squares up. A bit of red and a line of blue. Between three corners, behind a day or two. That is about what I was trying to say. Nod along now please, nod along. I might land as I please or as you please, if you must. Just to hand out or over. Take a hand now, or not. It will go along just fine. About that one mile, it comes in long hauls and short ones. Or super sized miles for the lost. And those squares are great even circular or spiked. They come in any sort or form as I am sure you must know. Since squares are produced everywhere, in the south, east, west, south-south-west or even from bits of red. A smile would fit it fine, and you may. And I must. And do tell, yes I shall and I must as we may. I will nod along here. Clear. Now do tell.