Alas this last bastion within which I could bask in my adolescent melodrama is now being breached.
The sanctuary is ruined, as surely as the white pillar of Ilium lay scattered on the sands after the sacking of Troy.
It's time to do a little housecleaning. Farewell little corner of obscurity! I shall ruminate on you fondly.
Adieu
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