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"When I am Dead, you must eat me," She said. He promised he would, but in
the end, couldn't bring himself to do so. And as a result, she fell from
grace.

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Image of them taking me into a cell in the future by the upper arm. My
various other totems were already there, in that realm — Fox and others.
So now in the future, in a future life, I am a prisoner!

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Time to pierce the sack of words and get all those drubbling beasties
scrubbling out into the interior. Like a lineoleum box of claw-cats. Time
to recall the abilities of past heroes.

The tyrant of mass appeal, a straw man, a pulled-down statue, a burning
effigy with a hangnoose around its neck. An albatross hangnoose.

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Art for artsake. Get off that counter, for artsake! Picasso! You little—
Picasso! Get down offa there!

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I'll resign from being a writer of storybooks.

I gotta go where the green lights shine.

The words must roll.