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I know, Attalus; it's like trying to kill cockroaches. For every one you get, you know there are scads of others jeering at you from within the walls. [img]graemlins/uhoh1.gif[/img]
-Sazerac
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"And all my days are trances, and all my nightly dreams,
Are where thy grey eye glances, and where thy footstep gleams,
In what ethereal dances, by what eternal streams..."
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