I don't know what this is doing here in our hallway, but it looks angry. A one-eyed steel ogre, angry because he has no legs and can't move, perhaps. Progress is being made: I am finishing short stories more reliably than ever, and the stomach throw is less frightening than it was even two weeks ago. I just need some new footwear before the snow sets in, it's the angel man.
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