Sometimes I keep typing, even if what comes to the page is from no known language on earth, hoping that the sweet sound of clacking glass-covered keys and 1940s-era chiming bell will spark something deep within me - something of a magnitude hitherto unseen in literature.
Other times I simply bang my head against the mocking "Royal" decal.
Other times I simply bang my head against the mocking "Royal" decal.
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