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Using a Kleenex he dried his damaged arm.
bifurcated Inspector Garland’s head.
‘Does this cure your depression?� he asked her. ‘It cures mine.� Iran said, ‘It certainly does cure my depression.
‘The spider Mercer gave the chickenhead, Isidore; it probably was artificial, too. But it doesn’t matter. The electric things have their lives, too. Paltry as those lives are.�