The Mummy’s Curse,
or,
DAMN that mummy,
or,
It’s Too Darned Hot. (Cole Porter)
You may well ask how I, Flaubert, managed to stuff myself into a mummy outfit and surreptitiously keep track of Jesus and Lucille for the remainder of the visit to Egypt.
Silly you.
I am a master of disguise, as every reader of my past future exploits well knows. Ask Tolstoy’s or …
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