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Monday, September 12, 2011

Exercises in disingenuity




Mental Health
As the noise continued, Earl's ability to tolerate it decreased very rapidly. He had latched onto it with his mind, which was now consumed with the sound, echoing it endlessly back and forth.
"Why?" he whimpered, staring out the window at the sleepless, cloudy night.
Crick crick crick crick crick crick crick, went the crickets outside, as helpfully as they could. 

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