It's the books. I woke up this morning and they had a knife to my throat and they said, "if you buy even one more of us shit is gonna get scary up in this place THERE IS JUST NO MORE ROOM."
I'll wait here while you call for help. Hurry. Stoppard's giving me the stink eye as I write this and Suzan-Lori Parks is guarding the door and she looks ready to get my murder DONE.
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