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raze i walked across the floor that holds the bed that holds my body while i sleep or try to steal what scraps i can from nights too cruel to care for the likes of me, and the groaning of carpet-covered wood beneath my feet became a voice as clear as anything i've ever heard.

it whispered one word:

"monkey."
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