That mythical family again.

Imaginary Princess.

A dragon is a creature of fancy.

A function is attributed to fiction.

Just a lot of pieces of a face that never existed.

Well, we're never going to do it on split weeks and one nighters.

Sold stock in nonexistent oil wells. Cincinnati, Ohio.

(The puppeteer breathes as the puppet moves) (Character speaks in invented language)

Let me explain it.

You might enjoy the awkwardly tight, cut off pajama bottoms with balloons.

I thought they were fairy tales

Well, sort of. Lot of fairy tales mixed in.

The email. Uh, still working on it. It's definitely a free account opened under a fictitious name.

Sal Junior? And that little monkey, Jill?

I don't think there's anything written down in your fake calendar.

This is an online game in which you try to survive an oil shortage.

Yeah, but he had all expensive shit that doesn't exist.

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In the glass panels all along is sort of the history of imagination.

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So I'd like you to compute the clustering coefficient for a node in this graph.

All the characters in this drama are fictitious.

But I guess that would have been OK if bad guys were make believe too.

It cannot be blind luck or some imaginary relative who saves us.

Are you sure you want to empty the trash folders of all accounts?

I'm under the river with those fish.

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I proposed a scheme to confuse the imaginary Mr Owen.

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