The fire has burnt out. Or rather, had been stomped out. My
so called partner Johannes Faust has brought to my attention that he has lost
all patience with me. He claims that I do nothing but spend money, and that is
certainly not the case. Only, the disheartening part is that apparently that IS the case, according to the judge of
my trial. That’s right, J. Faust brought me right to court about the money
fuss. In that court room, another grown man had used the soul of his shoe to
extinguish the strong fire inside of me by taking every possession right from
under me. The monster even had the gall to take the very tools I work with,
invent with.
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