L--- in a cold climate

I knew a boy who did not dream for six years. He would sleep, roll around a bit, and wake up like a robot. Knowing how to turn his heart off & on like the central heating system, he suffered long winters of stiff joints and nervous, chattering smalltalk.

But even robots get lonely.

SPARK IT UP!
FULL BLAST!
ALL AT ONCE!



...he blew a fuse.

here comes another indifferent season.