No one finds us funny anymore, W. says. We're like a joke that's been told too many times, and amuses no one. A joke of which everyone is sick and tired.
The audience doesn't laugh anymore, W. says. They grimace, teeth bared, like a chimpanzee about to attack.
He's not going to protect me when they turn. And they're about to turn, don't I see?
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