Sometimes I go to the Bad place. It's where I'm five years old, and there's someone there doing bad things to me. I don't like that place much. Sometimes, ordinary things trigger a trip to the bad place. Could be something as innocent as the buzz from a 9volt battery, or the crackle of static electricty. Or as crude as oral sex. Lots of things take
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