If I could wake up in a different place, at a different time, could I wake up as a different person?
Imagine a plague you catch through your ears.
Her mom and dad are both doctors and want her to follow her dream, not turn out the way they have, no matter how much it costs them.
At first, the new owner pretends he never looked at the living room floor.
this is the upside of already being eternally damned
Burn the Louvre, and wipe your ass with the Mona Lisa. This way at least, God would know our names.