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Chapter One. It was the day after Sunday and the day before Tuesday, when they took him away to the striped coloured tent. Some carnies leaned in to listen, others, did not Chapter Two. Lobotomy. Chapter Three. On the following Wednesday there were clouds, but little weather to speak of. “We shall then whisper of things that once ran amuck,” said the surgeon. “Indeed,” said a faraway voice. |
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