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Martha was both polite and curious. “Have you thought of a name yet, Mr. Zoidboro?”
“I’m thinking about Daniel. Or Danny.”
“Excellent. Like ‘The Shining’.”
“Oh… yeah.”
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“Danny, huh,” utters an exhausted Patrick, fresh from the Jacobian Hospital. The only hospital on this Pineapple Island, with over 100 beds. “I was thinking about Jack. Or Jackson.”
“Jack’s son?”



