RUED AWAKENING "Slam!" Intrudes the rainy afternoon, as the Bent black-suited renter Retrieves his Groceries from the Yellow Taxi.

IN THE MEDFORD, OREGON, TWILIGHT "Where do we Journey from, what Final Port Awaits our finished Years?" Chomped the Cigar-smoking philosopher, as he Turned from Lamented Garfield Street, Onto Kenyon.

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