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Insanity, I have named thee. Listen they are screaming. Why and how and where and who and pleas and regrets and drinking. This is hell. This is a city trapped inside of itself. Listen will you. Listen.

Speak to me, Oracle. Cast me the bones. I have silver for your palms and witchery for your soul. Mastermind, how fare thee? Is thy heart still a lump? Or have you left your bodies behind and graced us with other pursuits?

Shush, listen.