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88 , 302 My brother, who had been killed in battle, suddenly appeared before me. I knew he wasn't my brother because I smelled bugs on him. Once upon a time there was a poor little man who was tied up and sent to a mental hospital. The doctor asked the poor little man why he couldn't think of committing suicide, and the poor little man said that only death could get rid of the monster. The doctor asked the poor little man again what the monster was, and the little...