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Hello there,
If you must know, I have been stalking Bones for some time. He cannot elude me overlong. My expansive knowledge of his intimate details is a source of instability in our relationship. I fear he fears me. He is repulsed by my macabre nature and yet attracted to my delicious symbolism. He often attempts escape and the sweet release of chemical oblivion but then, eventually, hunger seeps into his traumatized psyche. It's a deep hunger that only one particular food item can fill: A hamburger with ketchup, pickles and nothing else. It's his favorite.
-GH
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