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I've never seen a world. So festering with damnation. I have left. Rings of beer on every alehouse table. From the salt sea-coast across half a dozen counties, But each time I thought I was on the way. To a faintly festive hiccup. The sight of the damned world sobered me up again.

Christopher Fry