It was on the night of the Great Storm that I found him. Over here men drink because they are lonely; and when they drink too hard and too long, they wind up on the beach. Well-balanced, sane, wasn’t I? You never heard anyone call me a madman? I’m pretty near being one now, and it’s her fault. Give me your staff.
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