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A re-working of Puck's monologue at the end of A Midsummer Night's Dream
Rest our heads 'til break of day, lest the earnest robin say, "you have not slumbered here, perhaps light of head, not enough beer." So let us avoid the bird offended, sleep deep my friends - all will be mended. And as I am a honest Puck, we'll face another day - another buck. The weekend will be here ere long, or else Puck a liar call. And so Goodnight unto you all. Give me your hand if we be friends, and robin will restore amends.
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I think the Apocalypse is happening all around us. We go on eating desserts and watching TV. I know I do. I wish we were more capable of sustained passion and sustained resistance. We should be screaming and what we do is gossip. -Lydia Millet
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