| (from Dogger Gatsby's Dark Blue Notebook) |
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| Christmas, you say? It's not a matter of Humbug, it's just that I don't think anything of it. Nothing is very comfortable these days, but it doesn't matter because it cannot change. Things go on, but not forever. |
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Abandon hope, all ye who enter here! (At least put on your socks and pants.)