Men and women, made into cornautomatons. The ears of corn listen. Men and women at lecterns speak grand words with corn in their thoughts; you can taste it on every syllable, if you listen closely. It seeps into the cracks of government. A cornucopia of chaos in a maize of madness. Melting, merging, ...
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