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  <title>Comments on 'The Bright Lights Did Nothing For His Headache'</title>
  <subtitle>The bright lights did nothing for his headache. _Why the hell are they interrogating me?_ he thought. Then he saw his reflection in the glass. Time had done nothing to heal his wounds, if anything his eye was more swollen. It looked like he'd begun to wink and forgotten to complete the gesture. 

Sgt. Rollins, with an air of condescension, smirked. They'd been matching wits for over an hour, pointless as it was. One of them had no memory, the other no brain.

&amp;quot;Let's go back to the beginning.&amp;quot;

&amp;quot;We've already gone over this _three_ times. I woke up in the bathroom -&amp;quot;

&amp;quot;- Before that!&amp;quot; he snapped.

&amp;quot;I don't remember anything before that!&amp;quot;

&amp;quot;Are you on something?&amp;quot;

&amp;quot;I'm not on anything! Even if I was on something, I _wouldn't_ remember!&amp;quot;

An officer entered with a file. Sgt. Rollins skimmed it, smiled. &amp;quot;Your prints are in the system, but I guess you know that seeing as this ain't your first dance, Cinderella. You've got a record as long as my - ahem.&amp;quot; 

Naturally, this came as a bit of a surprise to him.</subtitle>
  <updated>2008-04-02T14:38:06Z</updated>
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    <title type="text">Comment on The Bright Lights Did Nothing For His Headache</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://ficlets.com/stories/25185"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;The twist at the end is good.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-04-02T14:38:06Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>ChrisWDP</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on The Bright Lights Did Nothing For His Headache</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Great sequel and a great line on the lack of a brain &amp;#8211; one of my favorite themes&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/25185?basename=50279</id>
    <published>2008-03-20T20:12:44Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>Ridcully Calvert</name>
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