Monday Feb 21, 2005

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Goodbye, Raoul Duke, you crazy bastard.
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. . . so you're down on the main floor playing blackjack, and the stakes are getting high when suddenly you chance to look up, and there, right smack above your head is a half-naked fourteen-year-old girl being chased through the air by a snarling wolverine, which is suddenly locked in a death battle with two silver-painted Polacks who come swinging down from opposite balconies and meet in mid-air on the wolverine's neck . . .

i learned much about the appreciation of simple observation from the good Doctor
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