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Please come to Nantucket at once, for I have a tale.
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It was a mild and misty morn upon which I set out for Nantucket and my rendezvous with a one Mr. Arthur Gordon Pym, Esq., resident of New England. He garnered my notice all the way from Chicago, for I received a writ, in which he entreated of me, "Please come to Nantucket at once, for I have a tale..." He went rambling on about some nonsense concerning ghostly figures and eerie ships; about people with the taste for human flesh, and the perils of the sea. Immediately, I discounted the telegram as nonsense, a fabrication of a mind teetering everyday upon the brink of madness, and, though my editor argued the contrary, I politely begged off of the assignment. Weeks passed, stories came and went, but, despite its nonsensical nature, I could not bring myself to part with the long and stupefying tale. Many times, I remember throwing the letter...
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