I wish to thank everyone who expressed their concern to me after the incident of last week. Luckily Fortune spared us her sadistic fury and Madame Fey and her neighbors were unharmed. It was a close shave, though-- and it just goes to show you, there's nothing like a brush with death to make a man realize how insignificant he really is. I would say
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I'd like to say when you've seen death enough times it stops being scary, but it keeps finding new and interesting ways to surprise me. Although I have to admit, its when death seems like the less frightening option that I get really scared.
Take care of yourself, and if you need anything, feel free to call your friendly neighborhood wizard...well one of us anyway. Guess I have to get used to the competition.
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Thanks for the concern, amigo, though don't worry about me.
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Can't help it, I'm a worrier. Drives Murphy nuts.
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I thought I made that part... nevermind.
Anyway. Mine should be smiling... if I can help it.
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Heh. Maybe I'll try it.
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And you're welcome to stop by for coffee, of course.
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...In addition, it's appropriate. All the world's a stage, it's said, and all the rest is vaudeville.
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'But the backdrops peel and the sets give way;
The cast gets eaten by the play;
There's a murderer at the matinee;
There are dead men in the aisles.
Uncertain if the show is through,
the patrons, and the actors, too,
with sidelong looks await their cue---'
The scene and act endure the while.
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The bitter tides of fate are unyielding. The weak are swept away, while the strong fight to swallow them. And then there's those who go with the flow until they find a good ledge to sneak out from. I have a feeling you're one of those types.
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