: back to the old house. it was in shambles and about to collapse. oh messy life. and i was at the old institution and i saw the witch and i ran away. through the science faculty. back alleys. and i passed by the mortuary. and there were these death beds. and at the sideboards were carvings of the domes of mosques. but the beds were empty. and the security guard was busy watching television and he didn't see me walk by. at the main road and into a taxi. and he brought me to the radio station. and apparently he was some celebrity dj in disguise of a taxi driver. he gave me a pink bag too. that was nice. amidst all the absurdity. :
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