Donny showed up instead and sneaked around the kitchen while she wasn't looking, rearranging all the cups and mugs in her pantry.
So today I learned that I can apparently broadcast my paranoid delusions but the only person that can pick them up is Kitsa.
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"You've gotta' look to the future. The future is anarchy. I'm talking about lawlessness, I'm talking about the Lebanons of the future. I'm talking about the breakdown of the whole system. The military defending people against people. You won't get your appropriations waving that flag, there's no glory in that kind of warfare!"
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