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The cab driver is staring at me in his mirror. I’m talking to myself.”The second sign of madness,” I explain.”What’s the first one?””Killing lots of people and eating their genitals.”He laughs and sneaks another look at me.
The cab driver is staring at me in his mirror. I’m talking to myself.”The second sign of madness,” I explain.”What’s the first one?””Killing lots of people and eating their genitals.”He laughs and sneaks another look at me.
