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I do enjoy those adventures where changed, though I am, a writer I remain. Even as the memories, the little personality quirks, the impulses of another man slip away, it is a comfort to hold on to something familiar -- something to grant me kinship with that other person.

I would like to piece together some of the details about that place if anyone should like to share. Monsieur Desaid was an admirably persistent researcher, enough to know there was something untoward about that community, but how deep did it go? 

Monsieur de Lioncourt, I trust you are prepared to announce to me that you have found an alternative occupation? If you have not, I should certainly like to hear  that the lavatories have been positively sparkling.