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I continue to be astounded by how implausibly good this line up is, and how much it keeps getting better. This is crazy. The Oneida thing sounds cool, but, more importantly, Tony Conrad! Phillip Jeck! BADASS! Oh, and John Butcher is ace too. I wonder who he'll be playing with...
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The toothaches got worse, she dreamed of disembodied voices from whose malignance there was no appeal, the soft dusk of mirrors out of which something was about to walk, and empty rooms that waited for her. Your gynaecologist has no test for what she was pregnant with.
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