Case Study No. 763: Notes and Comment.

 

When our patient comes to look for us, we are told to remain perfectly still. This will help her calculate her position by touch and smell alone. We believe that the woman who claims to be a surviving care-giver of the patient is, in fact, someone who we will be obligated to hold  liable for difficulties in our specimen bar. No one who has seen her walk in her characteristic hitch-free bombast is thought likely to last the night. If it wasn't for our floorperson, the stain which you can see with your own eyes would cut a vastly different figure than the one which currently holds our community in thrall. The overall feeling is that we need to arrange our things in a pattern to help us perform routine tasks if an alarm is sent from out of state. One of the very deficient providers has already signaled that he is ready to cut his lines to an outflow of calibrated emotional discharge. It might help us feel more in tune with our rubational habitat if one or more of her celebrated mini-series could be re-shot in their newly renovated basement.

You can see for yourself that no one who has contributed even several seconds of attention will any longer be afforded a luggable device. Especially since, behind their back, we have installed a brisk current indicator on each corner that you see marked with an invisible letter. A notable shade will enter people's voices and they will give renewed thought to unmasking quiescent opportunists in their very midst. It can send them into a downward spiral or aid them in their ascent into supernal states of false consciousness. Their own metallic instructors will guide them in their quest for never ending peril. Unfortunately this is not the case for some of our lesser parlour brats. For them, there is only one course, and it's not one that ends with any number you've ever heard of. It couldn't get any easier than this. But for others, sadly, that is no longer an option. Yes, you heard me right. This does not sound like the business I grew up in. It sounds like the other kind. You know the one I mean. Say it. Now.

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