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A man lives his life in a field of doors. He spends all his time walking through them. First he goes one way, then he goes back; sometimes he skips around at random.
The man wanders through the doors for years and years and years, going in and out, back
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Marge came home with a Doors CD.
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One does not open before the other closes,
clicks,
bolts shut.
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