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It was a dark and stormy night; the rain fell in torrents, except at occasional intervals, when it was checked by a violent gust of wind which swept up the streets (for it is in London that our scene lies), rattling along the house-tops, and fiercely agitating the scanty flame of the lamps that struggled against the…

It was the day my grandmother exploded. And then the murders began.

Agh, you beat me to it!

I see a red berry and I want it painted gray
No colours anymore, I want them to turn gray