' 'What makes him different?' Little as he wanted to go into this part of it, Henry realized he had to give Underhill something. Scissors, perhaps. If you ever stood for anything, Kurtz — if you can stand for anything now — you'll stop chasing us and let us take care of business. Like some fucked-up Rockette.
He is unique and the cloud can only carry him, not change him. The mahogany panels on the walls began to split and peel free like dead skin. Much better. And he didn't know why the smell of cologne should make him think of coffins and graves and funeral flowers, but it did.
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