Well hello there, I am a humble pineal
gland. I was, at one time in the not-so-distant past, suspected to be the seat of consciousness. Once the contrary was found to be incontrovertably true, I was cast out and forced to live first inside the olfactory bulb, and then the anal cavity. Today, in an extraördinary bit of bad luck, the glistening mucous-
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