It’s my turn to be sick. I’ve been in bed for the
last two days. Fever. Headache. My lungs hurt.

“Will you walk into my parlor?” said the spider to the fly;
“‘Tis the prettiest little parlor that ever you did spy.
The way into my parlor is up a winding stair,
And I have many pretty things to show when you are there.”

Quotation from Mary Howitt, The Spider and the Fly

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