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Hermit: A visitor is all I ask. A temporary companion to help me pass a few short hours in my . Thank you lord, thank you. Don’t speak. My joy, my prize from heaven. Now you must have been in your class. My name is Harold and I live here all alone. What is your name?
Monster: MMMMM
Hermit : I that.
Monster: MMMMM
Hermit: Oh forgive me, I didn’t realize you were mute. You see how heaven plans. Me, a and you, you a mute. An incredibly big mute. Ah, but your hand is frozen , my child., Have a nice bowl of soup .
Monster: MMMMM
Hermit: I know to be cold and hungry yes, and how much it means to have a little kindness from a stranger. Are you ready for your soup? Pull out your bowl, and …you don’t know what your visit means to me. I have waited for the pleasure of another human being, and sometimes…. We tend to forget the super pleasure, the true happiness, yes yes. Now, with your soup? Good, good. Wait, a toast, a toast to.... yes, long friendship. How hungry you must have been and now a surprise. For a special occasion I have been saving……cigars. .
Monster: MMMMM
Hermit: No no fire is good, fire is good, yes, fire is our friend, I’ll show you. You see? you see? Do you have your cigar? Let me see.. I’m holding my candle. Don’t inhale until ….. Wait, wait, where you going? I was going to make espresso. |
