Then: an old man in a boat. White hair, screaming,
the usual, shooing us off like pigeons: "I don't work for you!
Get out! Begone! Legally I don't have to do shit!"
En-place the unchallenged victor. En-abyme bottom of the barrel. Man there's nothing I hate more than nesting stories, or mise-en-abyme, or recursions, or anything like that. If I pick up a book and there's a mise-en-abyme you'd better believe I'm putting it back down!
I take it as a matter of course now that whenever I purchase anything I have also committed myself to receiving friendly emails from the purveyor from now on, even if I haven&