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Sequence my Sequence

I once came across a madman, sitting in a chair, next to his bureau, beneath the deck of a trawler far out at sea. A Rolodex occupied his left hand, a calendar busied his right, while his nimble feet were left to write. What they wrote I can’t repeat, for it’s no secret, I’ve been sworn to secrecy. One one, two, three five… my lips are loose, are you surprised? Don’t be, it’s the very reason Fibonacci condemned me to this place, far out at sea, beneath this deck, by this bureau, in this god forsaken chair.

*File under Madmen

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Title by: dcdave
Story by: Danny Davis

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  1. Max says

    Fibonacci’s ghost is after ya,
    Danny Davis…



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