Okay, this is a story I have to edit for the National Magazine, Polyphony. It's so bad, and the extended metaphors are so strange and confusing, that it's simply hilarious. It's not terribly long, and you just have to read this. (Sorry I can't do links with my laptop.)
Matris Nostrae Gremium
[1] “Embrace the challenge of identifying your admirer
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