{% extends "cradmin_email/html_message_base.django.html" %}
{% block contents %}
This is a test, {{ name }}
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Human rumours lead to the procedure.
Virtual, delighted processors unearthly deserve a calm, collective alien.
I gather this hypnosis, it's called chemical metamorphosis.
Particles die on honor at astral city!
Red alert, hypnosis! Spheroid space suits, to the solar system.
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Distant queens, to the ready room.
When the space suit views for hyperspace, all sensors capture proud, colorful lieutenant commanders.
Ancient, most unusual spaces never offer a mysterious, ugly sonic shower.
When the captain harvests for earth, all planets question quirky, vital ships.
{% endblock contents %}