entry fifty six: voice.

[pleasesmirk]

[Swing is very drunk. and doing lots of rambling in his... speech pattern.]

What doyou do.... what do... you do, ladiesand gentlemen, when everythingyou used to justify... yourselfcomes crashing... down around you? When it allloses any... realpurpose. Whenit's all... a mess. A realmess, because... all you've got left is thestuff you... thought

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[pleasesmirk]

I haveno sense of... rhythm, Doctor. Alittle beyond... speech... therapy.

[pleasesmirk]

I'm fairly... sure youcan't.

[pleasesmirk]

You reallycan't... I don'tthink.

[pleasesmirk]

You don'tthink... if it couldbefixed... by now, it wouldhave been.

[pleasesmirk]

Don'tthink... thatmakes a difference.