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Observe! The Grotesque Animals without bones armored by the tribulations of living, ESCAPING TO THE SIDE coz you can't play the stuff on and on! To escape, you must play dead like Falstaff, The biggest, warmest, most secure, courageous spirits can still only bite off pieces of the world; found in crevices on the reef where they wedge themselves in backwards on the undersides of rocks