Once upon a time there lived a girl who was wondering where she had left one of her glass shoes.
She had forgotten something glorious that somewhere around a palace she had met a prince. Now it occured to her she had ever worn the shoes. One night when she was asleep she dreamt of being in a castle, becoming a princess.
She was wearing the glass shoes and with a prince beside her she decided to see Stephen Hawking. She felt like wanting to ask the scientiest about the Big Bang theory. Well, that's too far, Mr. Hawking is reachable.
He was talking with an angel. It's like a serious debate. It lasted for long time and -- kinda boring. Then later on the only thing she could hear the angel, the prince, Stephen Hawking yelled,"Wake up!"
She woke up and found her sandals.
She had forgotten something glorious that somewhere around a palace she had met a prince. Now it occured to her she had ever worn the shoes. One night when she was asleep she dreamt of being in a castle, becoming a princess.
She was wearing the glass shoes and with a prince beside her she decided to see Stephen Hawking. She felt like wanting to ask the scientiest about the Big Bang theory. Well, that's too far, Mr. Hawking is reachable.
He was talking with an angel. It's like a serious debate. It lasted for long time and -- kinda boring. Then later on the only thing she could hear the angel, the prince, Stephen Hawking yelled,"Wake up!"
She woke up and found her sandals.
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