Oh, I forgot to tell you, I'm being haunted by Ira Chapman's ghost. I was in a deli last week and the satanic Dachshund who feasted on my ankle flesh in the 1970s appeared on the store's counter and spoke, " I am Kaiser Soze!" I nearly dropped my soda. When the clerk gave me my change the wiener dog vanished. I'm doubling up my sessions.
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