Transcription: Only the sick body tolerates poison and comes to depend on it. Perhaps I have become addicted to slavery and forget what it is to be healthy. Like the lotus eaters, I waste my days in dreams and other people's problems and neglect to tend to my own own life. But the boy, my son, should he learn to love this poison as well? Ah, here it is." Diddylus pulled a large plan from the drawer, put the others back in, and shut it. He brought the plan to his work table and started sketching on it, making adjustments here and there.
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