My foil was a rapier, which explains M. Hawk's unlikely circumcision. It is well known that in the presence of overwhelming force, the bedraggled and beaten-down mind (see LH's previous entry) resorts to laying in fantasies more easy to confront that dark reality. Hence Mister Hawk's small zucchini, which you may analyze for yourself as to the obsessions which would give rise, so to speak, to such an unlikely delusion. Freud (not to mention his student Liebenscheiss) would be quite intrigued.


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