Here I was just ten minutes ago, writing my tale on my typewriter. I was getting really into it. Absorbing my story….pouring my thoughts and sentiments into them…giving no notice of my surroundings….until my typewriter jammed somehow. The thing started vibrating and making such a clamor. I kept turning it on and off….and then all was well. I started typing again until I saw that the letters were invisible. The thing had run out of ink.

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