The Peach talks to himself.
Don’t bother reading an author’s biography for clues to her character; it’s split up amongst all her characters. While not pushing the analogy, I refer to the incomparable Cuckoo, the work of my respected colleague, Madison Clell. We all have to recognize that not all the personalities in our heads always agree with one another, or are even on speaking terms.
I always think of myself as a cross between Udo and Leutnant Winzig. If you don’t know them yet, RSS this site.
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