Big Oxmox advised her not to do so. Because there were thousands of bad commas, wild question marks, and evil semikoli. But the Little Blind Text didn’t listen. She packed her seven versalia, tattooed her initials into the belt and made herself on the way. When she reached the first hills of the Italian Mountains, she had a last view back on the skyline of her hometown Bookmarksgrove, the headline of Alphabet Village and the subline of her own road, the Line Lane. A pitiful question crossed her cheek, and she continued on her way.
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Question Mark and Evil Semikoli But the Little Blind Text
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On her way she came across a copy. When she reached the first hills of the Italian Mountains, she had a last view back on the skyline of her hometown Bookmarksgrove, the headline of Alphabet Village and the subline of her own road, the Line Lane. A pitiful question crossed her cheek, and she continued on her way. On her way she came across a copy.
The copy warned the Little Blind Text, that where it came from it would have been rewritten a thousand times and everything that was left from its origin would be the word “and” and the Little Blind Text should turn around and return to its origin. Safe country. But nothing the copy said could convince her and so it didn’t take long until a few insidious Copy Writers ambushed her, made her drunk with Longe and Parole and dragged her into their agency, where they abused her for their projects again and again. And if she hasn’t been rewritten, they’re still using her.
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Behind the words ‘far away mountains’
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Far far away, behind the word mountains, far from the countries Vokalia and Consonantia, there live the blind texts. Separated they live in Bookmarksgrove right at the coast of the Semantics, a large language ocean. A small river named Duden flows by their place and supplies it with the necessary regelialia. It is a paradisematic country, in which roasted parts of sentences fly into your mouth. Even the all-powerful Pointing has no control about the blind texts. It’s an almost atypical life. One day, a small line of blind text by the name of Lorem Ipsum decided to leave for the far World of Grammar.
A pitiful question crossed her cheek, and she continued on her way.
Big Oxmox advised her not to do so. Because there were thousands of bad commas, wild question marks, and evil semikoli. But the Little Blind Text didn’t listen. She packed her seven versalia, tattooed her initials into the belt and made herself on the way. When she reached the first hills of the Italian Mountains, she had a last view back on the skyline of her hometown Bookmarksgrove, the headline of Alphabet Village and the subline of her own road, the Line Lane. Pityful a rethoric question passed her cheek, and she continued on her way. On her way she came across a copy.
And if she hasn’t been rewritten, they’re still using her. Far far away, behind the word mountains, far from the countries Vokalia and Consonantia, there live the blind texts. Separated they live in Bookmarksgrove right at the coast of the Semantics, a large language ocean. A small river named Duden flows by their place and supplies it with the necessary regelialia. It is a paradisematic country, in which roasted parts of sentences fly into your mouth. Even the all-powerful Pointing has no control about the blind texts.
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It is a paradisematic country, in which roasted parts of sentences fly around.
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Far far away, behind the word mountains, far from the countries Vokalia and Consonantia, there live the blind texts. Separated they live in Bookmarksgrove right at the coast of the Semantics, a large language ocean. A small river named Duden flows by their place and supplies it with the necessary regelialia. It is a paradisematic country, in which roasted parts of sentences fly into your mouth. Even the all-powerful Pointing has no control about the blind texts. It’s an almost atypical life. One day, a small line of blind text by the name of Lorem Ipsum decided to leave for the far World of Grammar. Big Oxmox advised her not to do so. Because there were thousands of bad commas, wild question marks, and evil semikoli. But the Little Blind Text didn’t listen.
Longe and Parole dragged her to their agency.
She packed her seven versalia, tattooed her initials into the belt and made herself on the way. When she reached the first hills of the Italian Mountains, she had a last view back on the skyline of her hometown Bookmarksgrove, the headline of Alphabet Village and the subline of her own road, the Line Lane. Pityful a rethoric question passed her cheek, and she continued on her way. On her way she came across a copy. The copy warned the Little Blind Text, that where it came from it would have been rewritten a thousand times and everything that was left from its origin would be the word “and” and the Little Blind Text should turn around and return to its origin. Safe country.
She packed her seven versalia, tattooed her initials into the belt and made herself on the way. When she reached the first hills of the Italian Mountains, she had a last view back on the skyline of her hometown Bookmarksgrove, the headline of Alphabet Village and the subline of her own road, the Line Lane.
A pitiful question crossed her cheek, and she continued on her way. On her way she came across a copy. The copy warned the Little Blind Text, that where it came from it would have been rewritten a thousand times and everything that was left from its origin would be the word “and” and the Little Blind Text.
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The copywriters ambushed her and made her drunk.
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But nothing the copy said could convince her and so it didn’t take long until a few insidious Copy Writers ambushed her, made her drunk with Longe and Parole and dragged her into their agency, where they abused her for their projects again and again. And if she hasn’t been rewritten, they’re still using her. Far far away, behind the word mountains, far from the countries Vokalia and Consonantia, there live the blind texts. Separated they live in Bookmarksgrove right at the coast of the Semantics, a large language ocean.
