Down in the hole, lingeringly, the grave digger puts on the forceps. We have time to grow old. The air is full of our cries. But habit is a great deadener.
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Do you have my Muskox? I can't find it. I'm starting to wonder if the manhole swallowed it, or maybe the moles? Anyway, I can't find it, and it annoys me.