[Poetry] may make us from time to time a little aware of the deeper unnamed feelings which form the substratum of our being, to which we rarely penetrate; for our lives are mostly a constant evasion of ourselves.
T.S.Eliot
The Institute: Haunted: It used to be so simple. I moved the bath tub outside and had a swim. They sent me to The Institute. No big surprise. Now the race is on...
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