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I started pounding my head against the pavement and I'm like, no, no, my life is gone.

She just, it's gone, my life is gone. She just, it's gone.

My life is over.

Welcome to Season 9, episode 212 of Sword and Scale, a show that reveals that we have a membership plan called Plus.

If you want to get extra content, extra episodes, all kinds of stories you won't hear on the regular feed.

You can find it at sordenscale.com slash plus or in the iOS or Android app.

Be sure to sign up.

And right now it's only five bucks, but soon it will be double that to get all the digital content.

But if you sign up now, before we change pricing, you will be grandfathered in forever. So make

sure to do that as soon as you can. Thank you very much. And we hope you enjoy the show. The fairy tales and fables, we tell our children, are often filled with cliches and stereotypes.

Their storylines are an attempt to warn us about the dangers of the world.

They paint a black and white picture, one of good versus evil.

They define our disdain. They promise a happily ever after. The stories we tell

are children are full of lies. In rural Wayne County, Ohio, the landscape is stunning.

Wide open fields and sunny skies, pristine Amish farms, hills and forests, precisely spaced

dollar general stores, Worcester College, and of course, cornfields, lots and lots of cornfields.

On the morning of June 21st, Patricia was about to embark on her usual daily

routine. First she let her dog out and then it was time for chores. Happy that it was a warm and sunny day,

she proceeded to the barn to feed her horses. But on the way, something caught her eye. The glint of a metallic object

way off in the distance sitting in the far corner of the cornfield. Patricia thought this was odd

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