An Open Letter to Mr. Yee, Whoever You Are: Please stop bothering me in my dreams, Mr. Yee. Haranguing me can come to no good -- you've been arrested now by the cops in the vingette last night, and what good did it do you? Give up your spooky shop of bizarre action-figures & fire those punks with the water pistols. If you're nice, I will dream you anything you'd like. What would you do with your own country, for instance? Think about it, before it is too late.
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