Section 50 Vernon does a deal with Mephistopheles
“You’ve gottundder shtand. I mushtav mning, no’nonsnus. Wods! Wrds? …” Another long pause punctuated only by the disconcerting clatter of glass on metal tray.“Woord sarmye life.” Hopeless. Vernon only had himself to blame for his signature against a promise to develop the nonsense filter in partnership with a Mr Tarquin McGuin.
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