Thursday, February 16, 2006

"I'm picking up your mentational processes by way of your cephalic tranmitter." In the man's ear Quail saw a white-plastic plug. "So I have to warn you: anything you think may be held against you." He smiled. "Not that it matters now; you've already though and spoken yourself into oblivion." -We can remember it for you wholesale, PK Dick

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