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For some reason Merrick, amongst others, seem to have quite the wrong idea about me. How can I become abstemious for Lent, when I already lead a life of virtue?
What, you don't believe me? Here is but a typical day night in the unlife of Pandora:
Up at the crack of sunset, I cheerfully put my apron on and rustle up some tasty mortals for my beloved family. After I've waved Armand off with his blow torch and grater, I settle down and crochet a doily or two. Then I perhaps peruse the classics for a while.
Being the generous soul that I am, I usually spend a few hours each day baking cookies for the homeless. My heart quivers with joy at the end of long day night, when my beloved family return home. I tuck little Armand up in his coffin and read him his bed time story and before discussing philosophy and politics with Daniel.
It's not easy being as perfect as me, you know!
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