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Random mermaid
Phlebas the Phoenician, a fortnight dead, forgot the cry of gulls, and the deep sea's swell, and the profit and loss. A current under sea picked his bones in whispers. As he rose and fell, he passed the stages of his age and youth... entering the whirlpool.
I just refer to all my bad juju as trauma soup. Sometimes we are flippant about the awful things that happen to us because being serious about them makes us too sad, or going into too much detail makes us cry or whatever.