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I love it when it breaks.
I especially love the smashing sound
of the automatic smashing sound machine found underneath
the basement, in a little notch beneath the floor where only I know there lies a lever that when pulled will
release the starving hounds from their undergound pens. Even now, we could hear the dogs baying like
there was a murderer in the room.
