No.

This is creepy.

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Hey, y'all.

Back in the driver's seat and another dark and stormy night.

Okay, it's not stormy.

But it's not really as dark as it should be this time of night. There's this weird

sort of light off in the horizon, like I'm looking at city lights or something. City lights I

shouldn't be able to see from here. Maybe people are still setting off fireworks. I don't know.

And again, I don't know, half of the stuff that's going on around here. I don't know. And again, I don't know, half this stuff that's going on around here.

I don't know why the broadcast interruptions keep showing up.

I don't know why every time I buzz my keycard in the front door, I get a red light, but then the door still opens a few seconds later.

I don't know why someone keeps whispering through the intercom at random intervals.

I haven't seen Carol for like weeks. I thought she basically lived here.

Best not to ask these questions and just be happy to still be employed and haven't anyone

listen. Are you listening? Are you there?

It's funny.

When people meet me, I tend to get the same comment of,

You don't look how I expected you to look,

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