They did not bother me until I mistook the 'Fun Haus' for the Fun house at the fair when I was little. About ten steps in I realized clowns with chainsaws were not fun at all, and exited via the entrance. Thank god it wasn't a mirror maze, I'd have heading straight through them all.
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Lew Harrison, who looked like an anarchist with his red eyes and fierce black beard, had been writing furiously in one corner of the room. "That's good— happiness by the kilowatt," he said. "Buy your happiness the way you buy light."
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