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Duration: 36.3s

Rain trickled down through the plaster and the light fixtures. Everything wooden swelled and shrank. Everywhere were rusted nails to snag your elbow on. The previous occupant had been a bit of a shut-in. Hey, man, what are you reading? Listen to this. It's an article written by an organ in the first person. "I am Jack's medulla oblongata. Without me, Jack could not regulate his heart rate, blood pressure, or breathing." There's a whole series of these. "I am Jill's nipples." "I am Jack's colon." Yeah. "I get cancer. I kill Jack."