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Thirty or forty years on there might be changes observed after eating broccoli as well. Time always matters, and the side affects from common things might not be known. Life is a crap shoot.

Given the opportunity, I'd go into space even on a generation ship.

I'd never get cooped up in a cigar tube out of necessity out in that great open empty airless space. Not even here on earth in a solitary jail cell. Here;s my desire, as a country boy:

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Oh, give me land, lots of land under starry skies above,
Don't fence me in.
Let me ride through the wide open country that I love,
Don't fence me in.
Let me be by myself in the evenin' breeze,
Listen to the murmur of the cottonwood trees,
Send me off forever but I ask you please,
Don't fence me in.

Just turn me loose, let me straddle my old saddle
Underneath the western skies.
On my cayuse, let me wander over yonder
Till I see the mountains rise.

I want to ride to the ridge where the west commences
Gaze at the moon till I lose my senses
I can't look at hobbles and I can't stand fences
Don't fence me in.

No sir-ree! No fences, no cramping, no squeezing in a tube, but lots and lots of elbow room, my FRiend!