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| You know something? We’ve noticed that if we use a lot of dialogue (of the spoken or inner variety) then our world expands. When we first started to experiment with this, it was just a bit of a larf | |
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| …but now we’ve grown accustomed to this freedom, we’d like to keep it. | |
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| The upshot of it is that now we have to keep talking (or thinking) incessantly to keep this level of dialogue up, or the walls literally start to close in on us. The pressure is intense! | |
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| ... and there’s only so much that a chicken has to say. | |
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| Yeah, there’s that. Plus the fact that my partner seems quite happy to let me do all of the talking while he enjoys the extra space that my dialogue has created like some freeloading free-ranger! | |
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