"Oh, who is Bastante Solipsis Marquez,
with the green-grey moustache
and the feather-boa fez?
"...for he says what he means,
and he does what he says!
oh, that wily coyote, ole' B.S. Marquez!"
Bastante spat. He peed on a tree. the sun shone gloriously, and he looked around.
Hell yeah. Nice day.
He started to walk. He didn't know what the day would bring. And that was just how he liked to start them...
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