
"A chamber it was which in its time had seen many a guest of high and low degree -- a chamber which for years in Sing Sing prison had housed on their last nights those unfortunates who, formerly swinging off into all-engulfing blackness a the end of a hempen rope, were now more scientifically and expeditiously dispatched from an intricately wired chair connected to a 2,200-volt transformer." - HSK, Sing Sing Nights
The separation begins.
Good night(s).
Good night(s).

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