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Read it in Persimmontree.org
What else do you want to know, Detective? You already got
your evidence, let sleeping bastards die—isn’t that what they say, or is it
something else, don’t expect me to remember the fine details when my mind’s so
muddled, ask me what one plus one is, I dunno, can barely keep my eyes open.
Ambien’s no better than the Lunesta, the two might as well be conspiring to
keep me awake, I swear I haven’t had a decent night’s sleep since I married the
beast seven hellish years ago.