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we, the writers, imbued the pie with its special powers. We created it. We stuck it in the purse -- or more precisely, the propmaster did. We left it there, waiting for its special moment.
And here's the thing: It won't end with one chunk of pie.
We have trespassed throughout our narrative. And soon enough, the true nature of our many slights and affronts, our intentional frauds and unthinking miscalculations will be subject to the judgment of you whom we have trespassed against.
via nola.com
gracias Scott Ellington!
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