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      "Where again are we? Ain't you tired of all this."

     The view was familiar. He knew what twas. He had been there before. He wouldn't want to act as though he couldn't think or couldn't arrive at a sane judgement. That would rather be belittling. He didn't want an odd thing to have a start with him. He would try to scribble the implication of where he was on the platter of his memory. That should help him. It did seem as though he had sucked that imagery before. He did need to puke at that moment. If he wouldn't do that, he wouldn't be able to figure out where he was. He looked. He wasn't sure if he was seeing. He didn't even know if his eyes were open. It did seem as though a mist had made mess of his sight. He didn't even know what to put up with. He wasn't trying to play around the whole thing. He did only want to be sure. Everyone would want to do that. No one would ever want to be pawned. He hated having that feelings. He w