After a month and a half of scrabbling for my notebook every time something vaguely amusing popped into my head, after a month and a half of spinning out puns as far as they could go, after a month and a half of occupied evenings, of demented weekends, of making strange strangulated cat noises in the shower, and of waking up in the middle of the
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