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I always wanted to be a children's book illustrator way back when, but I took some LSD and took a left turn graphically.
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) hung on a hook on the wall, and underneath it I could see his tie, knotted, ready to be slipped over his head, a black badge of frayed respectability that ought never to have left his neck.
They, and the two large fans which I could dimly see as daylight filtered through their vents, down at the far end of the hall, could be turned on by a master switch situated inside the office.
Having nothing else to do except wait for my forms to be processed, I gave myself over to speculations concerning the hall itself.
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