last night, as i drove back from the ghost mice show through the wild, untamed forests of southern connecticut, a large mouse scampered across my path. i slammed my foot on the brake, but alas. it was too late. i felt the bones of the beastly creature crumble beneath the massive weight of my cursed automobile. and i wept. now a little ghost mouse
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