I have been really sick the past few days and I think I had a dream snippet of you. I was slipping in and out of drug-induced consciousness, so I either dreamt this or thought it.
You were on the other end of a telephone receiver -- the old kind -- big, black, so heavy you could kill someone with it with a blow to the temple. You were smiling and cryptic. You were pulling information out of me and, though it was all information I was willing to give you freely, you were taking great joy in extracting it slyly from me. You felt like one of the good guys, though...
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You were on the other end of a telephone receiver -- the old kind -- big, black, so heavy you could kill someone with it with a blow to the temple. You were smiling and cryptic. You were pulling information out of me and, though it was all information I was willing to give you freely, you were taking great joy in extracting it slyly from me. You felt like one of the good guys, though...
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