I hope your hair falls out one afternoon at a restaurant, I think. I hope your teeth leave your mouth and run around town biting people and you are blamed and sent to jail. I hope you move to a new house and your new house smells horrible. I hope you step on a rug and it wriggles beneath you and you fall to the ground and bruise something. I hope the rug turns out to be a wolf that was sleeping on the floor and the wolf is angry and hungry and strong.
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