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"Meh. The narrator/protagonist is annoying as hell. I’m more interested in the ancillary characters. And for a mystery that is supposed to be involving foodies, the food is far & few between and one of the “foodies” is a super-picky eater." — Nov 04, 2025 02:26PM
"Meh. The narrator/protagonist is annoying as hell. I’m more interested in the ancillary characters. And for a mystery that is supposed to be involving foodies, the food is far & few between and one of the “foodies” is a super-picky eater." — Nov 04, 2025 02:26PM
Soul itself never disappears or diminishes. It’s only our experience of soul that gets lost.
“Ten little Indian boys went out to dine; One choked his little self and then there were nine.
Nine little Indian boys sat up very late; One overslept himself and then there were eight.
Eight little Indian boys travelling in Devon; One said he'd stay there and then there were seven.
Seven little Indian boys chopping up sticks; One chopped himself in halves and then there were six.
Six little Indian boys playing with a hive; A bumblebee stung one and then there were five.
Five little Indian boys going in for law; One got in Chancery and then there were four.
Four little Indian boys going out to sea; A red herring swallowed one and then there were three.
Three little Indian boys walking in the Zoo; A big bear hugged one and then there were two.
Two little Indian boys sitting in the sun; One got frizzled up and then there was one.
One little Indian boy left all alone; He went and hanged himself and then there were none.”
― And Then There Were None
Nine little Indian boys sat up very late; One overslept himself and then there were eight.
Eight little Indian boys travelling in Devon; One said he'd stay there and then there were seven.
Seven little Indian boys chopping up sticks; One chopped himself in halves and then there were six.
Six little Indian boys playing with a hive; A bumblebee stung one and then there were five.
Five little Indian boys going in for law; One got in Chancery and then there were four.
Four little Indian boys going out to sea; A red herring swallowed one and then there were three.
Three little Indian boys walking in the Zoo; A big bear hugged one and then there were two.
Two little Indian boys sitting in the sun; One got frizzled up and then there was one.
One little Indian boy left all alone; He went and hanged himself and then there were none.”
― And Then There Were None
“Any weapon is a good weapon as long as ye can use it with honor and skill.”
― High Rhulain
― High Rhulain
“Good french cooking cannot be produced by a zombie cook.”
― My Life in France
― My Life in France
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