I would never want to stand in the way of someone buying a franchise.

Everyone’s got to learn.

Because if I told you about franchising, you would not believe me.

A boat picked me up –exhausted from fatigue –and (now that the danger was removed) speechless from the memory of its horror. Those who drew me on board were my old mates and dally companions –but they knew me no more than they would have known a traveller from the spirit-land. My hair, which had been raven-black the day before, was as white as you see it now. They say too that the whole expression of my countenance had changed. I told them my story –they did not believe it. I now tell it to you –and I can scarcely expect you to put more faith in it than did the merry fishermen of Lofoden. A Descent Into the Maelstrom, Edgar Allan Poe, 1841

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