Precisely why you should avoid an earnest exchange with these automatons. The steely-eyed squint of the assassin will always win out--in the short run--over the wide-eyed sympathetic gaze of the lover.
Still, I can't deny I admire your hope of communicating. So, I will continue to trim my cuticles--or sit on my hands if necessary.
So, I will continue to trim my cuticles--or sit on my hands if necessary.
Why have I always pictured you sitting in New Orleans? Instead of hiding out in the perfect hideaway place -- unless one counts Alaska -- trimming your cuticles. With Keats.