You’re not on stage with your rictus grin or safe in your box and the darkness within, and no familiar hand is shoved into your head. With an audience like this you’re better off dead – but you’re not even alive, you dummy, and today’s woodwork class doesn’t think you’re funny. With their chisels, hammers […]
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