Quiet down! Do you hear that? That strange sound boring itself into your brain and stirring it like soup. That haunting melody for the mad slowly nudging you toward the precipice of darkness. That sinister siren call of cacophony beckoning you to join the other formless shapes in the shadow.
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Since there’s no mail on Sundays, I participate in blackmail instead.
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