Myra has been missing. That much is true. I saw her the other day and she was telling me she was praying to Eywa. I was all, like, "Myra, you know that's just a movie, right? The Eywa doesn't really exist." She was, like, "sure, that's what they want you to think. They. But I know, Renzi. I know the truth. I know the truth which conjoins us evermore."
I was, like, "bitch, what the hell are you on about?" And she hugged me, Stuart, as soon as those words left my lips. She hugged me right then and there. It was as if the spirit of Kenny G entered her body and played the saxophone to me. It was us. There. Together. Just the way James Cameron would have wanted it.
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