| Probability | Text |
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| 93% | Five seconds to go. | ▶️ |
| 92% | And your turn to take off. Identify number one on runway. Adam, six, five, west, eight, and can arm acid. Beautiful. | ▶️ |
| 98% | It was the dawn of the Third Age of Mankind. Ten years after the Earth-Menbari War, the Babylon Project was a dream given form. It's goal to prevent another war by creating a place where humans and aliens can work out their differences peacefully. It's a pool of gore, all the way from home for diplomats, hustlers out of the noise, and wanderers. Humans and aliens wrapped in two million five hundred thousand tons of spinning metal. Fall alone in the night. | ▶️ |
| 97% | It was the dawn of the Third Age of Mankind. Ten years after the Earth-Menbari War, the Babylon Project was a dream given form. It's goal to prevent another war by creating a place where humans and aliens can work out their differences peacefully. It's a pool of gore, all the way from home for diplomats, hustlers out of the noise, and wanderers. Humans and aliens wrapped in two million five hundred thousand tons of spinning metal. Fall alone in the night. | ▶️ |
| 97% | Please proceed to gate number five. | ▶️ |
| 96% | Losing me, half the master, half the quas for fucking me Me chasing out on all five of the ghosts I can't think, think of how the master say How to start making the three of us hang far Hang far, and I was hanging far Love to me, they were the problem of the same If I could go to all day seeing me cry Fawning in the causes, get a rose from the forces There's glass in my department for the puns I wanna make them think of shoes and posits And fuck them and make real fun Nobody sing a fuck when you sing before Get enough heart to breathe Leave to me, for the son to peace | ▶️ |
| 92% | I expect many people would like to talk to you in the next five or six weeks or so. I'm ready to play the best part with Taylorline. | ▶️ |
