He seemed to be thinking to the third power

On a Tuesday in 1931 Rows claims to have spent the night in her ornithopter. A tear in its wing took on the shape of another Rose, who was much more tan (much more, for Rows this close to the sun took on the pitiful shade of a mouthful of pear), and whose eyes against the wind wore the most exquisite black leather gloves. The noted blogger submitted the aforementioned questions to Tan Rows, but in the form of a third Rows, who printed off a nude photograph of himself, and hung it around their necks like a charm. Even though Rose could not see the picture through her leather gloves, she touched it softly during the interrogation. The noted blogger about this was aroused to think to the third power, surmising to Roses in a subsequent interview: “Where will you go in the ornithopter? Do you have your passport? Give my regards to Collision?” Rows, Tan Rose, and Rows-3 stalled, until the noted blogger winked at them a magical number of times, and disappeared into something relatively spiritual. For years after, until around 1935, a plea to “write me when you get there” was heard pinging in all of Roses new poems. The noted blogger can be seen from the vantage point of Thursdays, Fridays, and Saturdays at 2PM, dressing the nude picture of Roses in words that made sense to mostpeople.