I had this comment left on a previous post:
"Superman on the brain? Or is the sickness making you see super special dreams?"
Ravings of a diseased mind this may have been, no doubt the single lucid image he could snatch from hours of his syphilitic hallucinations, but I feel compelled to answer my critic.
This is what happens when you have "Superman on the brain". And it is not pretty.
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