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Every night now, for about a month, I turn off the music, settle down to sleep, and during the hypnogogic phase of sleeping, I hear symphonies in the micturations of the pipes in my house. I've recorded it, and there's absurd overtones going on, constantly, that are largely inaudible to the insensitive ear. For the deaf, I have nothing.
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Originally Posted by Savage Clone
Last time I was in Chicago I spent an hour in a Nazi submarine with a banjo player.
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