Contains one long brain-muddling, soul-bewildering ambiguity, like Melchisedeck, without beginning or end - a labyrinth without a clue - an Irish bog without so much as a Jacko 'the' lantern to guide the wanderer's footsteps - the dream of a distempered stomach, disordered by a hasty supper on half-cooked pork chops.
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