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It happened to me for a very long time, Mr. Donger. So, I left for a while. Then I came back and it was still happening. Then it quit. Just like one of those big, round, yellow, blinking lights they put on the highway barricades when the bridge is out or when the workmen in the orange vests are actively doing a bunch of nothing by the side of the road that you steal one night when you're drunk and keep in your closet under a blanket for a couple of years watching it go on and off and on and off interminably until, one day, it just up and stops.
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