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Death lesson 8-10

Death-lesson, or the prelude to a ghost. 1 - 7

Now we can cross the shifting sands 1,2,3 and 4.

Now I lay me down to sleep.

God willing, we will survive.

The maggot in the basement.

so drop your gown like a razor,

Saint Elaine: or, there is something your parents didn't warn you about.

On reflections of splintered glass...

The Clarity in the Consensus

The art of stupid people saying stupid things.