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Styx Charon's oar has stirred the waters, causing a ripple to dance into the void. Life support machines, pills, guns-the mortal shore is well littered; particles dissolve; ideas rip apart at the rivers crest. Precious & profane voices ring out from the mist. Charon rows his ferry through the black foam; all the way the Ferryman smiles slightly.
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