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Never should a little labor dispute interfere in matters of the heart, but better to begin taking standard precautions all the same! Ten breaths per minute now, there's a good fellow or lesser sentient creature. Once your oxygen intake is properly regulated and your humours are good and flowing, we would like to present henceforth a small plethora of satirical sartorials in the spirit of Saint Valentine's Day, hand-crafted by the good artists on D deck. Please enjoy them with your beady little photon receptors, whether they be firmly implanted in your head, mounted upon stalks or buried within a horrible mass of tentacles! And remember, dear reader: at The Daily Space Walrus, we aim for the truth!