i met a time tourist 4 realz!

on the bus there was 1 x young man who:

i. wz american
ii. wore denims
ii. and pale snakeskin pointy shoes
iii. and a tweed "lenin" cap <--- actually not the right name for this exact kind of cap
iv. and had beyond shoulder-length wellbrushed hair
v. and a vast mustache, waxed and curled into actual definite spirals
vi. and sunglasses hiding his doe-like brown eyes

= totes perfectly preserved boutique hippy c.1970

he was very sweet and wanted to know where essex road wz, and between us the robot-lady bus-stop announcer and me were able to MAKE HIS DAY

"i hear a nu-world, calling me-e-e-e"

moar laik some WATCHERS OF THE SKIES!

will all would-be inhabitants of the unmoored planet sluggasmox report to the nearest conjunctor portals now plz thx

in less than a week we set sail for the PWN