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The Tombs

The Tombs

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So we established a 9,999 year lease in a village known as Lathom Lancashire, where simply by signing, we commit ourselves to the modification of our own irrational judgment motivated by forces so dark and dank that to stay there would be unthinkable, to be sure of what we thought we knew by firelight and actually dot the i's and cross the t's of the fibrous network that we've become.

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The speaker reflects on their past ventures, specifically creating corporate impressions. They mention a historical background starting in 1597 with a lease in Latham Lancashire UK. The administration of properties and profits were given to a bailiff for redistribution. Control of the Bailiwick was given to two local tradesmen, resulting in a less regulated market. Poverty and sewage posed threats to the water table. A park was created by demolishing a coker and diverting traffic. A non-conformist congregation built a chapel in 1728. The road to King's End ran through a ford of the Burr Brook. The speaker mentions the Bell Foundry in Bychester and the military buildings at the Graven Hill. The leases still have many years left. The speaker mentions arrangements made by the bailiff and the promotion of market leases. They briefly mention selling a lid to a classmate in 1975. They ask what is required for their release. When I began my ventures I was asked to create corporate impressions that pop, and the engraven images that resulted may be the source of my discontent. So I follow a history that began in 1597, with a lease of 9,999 years in Latham Lancashire UK, where by 1752 all the original leases were in the hands of ten men, and the profits resulting from the administration of the properties were given to a bailiff for redistribution to shareholders. But the ten men gave control of the Bailiwick that resulted to two local tradesmen, and the Bailiwick leases promoted a market in the triangular square of Market End that was less well regulated than those of the boroughs elsewhere. Poverty, crowded subdivisions, and sewage became a threat to the water table below. So a park, enlarged by the demolition of a coker, diverted traffic at the Fox Inn through King's End, across a causeway to Market Square. Previously, a non-conformist congregation that acquired a long plot occupied by the King's Arms at the other end, built a chapel in 1728, which was surrounded by a burying ground and ornamented with trees. At about the same time, in 1728, Edward Hammonds was running the Bell Foundry in Bychester, which remained in business until at least 1743. But the road from the Market Place to King's End ran through a ford of the Burr Brook, where rubbish and debris became the focus of a development, building platforms and minor channels of the Bradent Stream were encased and cauldroned all the way to the military buildings at the Graven Hill of the Bychester Supply Depot. And there are still 9,572 years left on the leases at the time of this writing. Arrangements made by the bailiff of Bychester's Market End and the promotion of the markets leases may be controlled by more natural consequences of life and the living, and continued in crown dependencies of the Channel Islands, Jersey, and Guernsey. So if this is about the lid I sold to my classmate in 1975 in Washington County, I guess it's because he thought it might be dope. He paid five dollars for it, which is about right for an ounce of Majeram. The real dope is still around, but usually found in the trunk of a car, and by now are outnumbered ten to one. I spent thirty years divulging everything I can muster to answer for my behavior, and it's still quite possible for me to swim away. So just what exactly is it that you require for my release?

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