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It was a victim of cause and effect, the same as everything else.
The statue, being only a statue, didn’t reply.
The lizard was driving now.
The lizard rejoiced.
“What’s a whore, Daddy?” “It’s a kind of frost, honey,”
Catastrophe was just one part of what always happened. It was a prelude to what came next.
