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// Story: An Unpleasant Reflection 
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I owe my readership an apology. 

	While I hesitate to call my ongoing efforts to collate Flash Sentry’s memoirs my “life’s work,” it has proven an even more substantial undertaking than I had originally anticipated. Most notably, I have run into certain difficulties in tracking down certain documentation of Sentry’s exploits in Yakyakistan that have delayed the publication of the conclusion to that story. 

	But, whenever I think of my audience, which may be small in number but impeccable of taste, I regret making you wait so long. And so, with this in mind, I have decided to publish this shorter (and stranger) excerpt from the Flash Sentry Papers as a stop gap measure until I am able to secure certain documents from Yakyakistan. I can only hope this will temporarily placate my most devoted readers, numerous as they are in the dozens. 

	Given the candid and confessional nature of Sentry’s writing, I have no reason to doubt the veracity of this particular adventure, but I shall leave the final verdict to my audience. As always, I shall provide commentary and context as the need arises. 

-George Macintosh Fresian