'Til death do us part. The sacred vows of marriage. Norman had never been married. He didn't expect to ever be married. Norman didn't even talk to women in his dreams. He only talked to cold hard facts. Norman was a detective, the best of his trade. And Norman made money. A lot of money. Like so much money that Norman didn't know what to do with it. Sometimes he sat in his apartment and frolicked with his money that he had so much of.

Marriage. Two people loving each other. The sacred bonds of man and wife. Or what have you. Norman didn't care for bonds so much. Is attraction really irresistible? Then why doesn't Hydrogen just bond with everything, huh? Hydrogen only bonds with select compounds which are scientifically verified. It is a classy element. One of the classiest. Of the periodic table it's hard to find a nobler gas than Hydrogen.

Marriage again. Two people loving each other. What is love? Is it a chemical reaction? Is it a force of nature? Is it a physiological reaction? Or is it a function of being human? Fundamental to the process of what we fight for is build upon what we love. Everyone loves something. At least a little. Norman loves cats. And bats sometimes. Not rats, those can go eat themselves. Well, rats can be cute sometimes too. Norman loves all his friends and his friends probably don't love him back because they're not human or even mammals. Cats may pretend to care about him but do they really in the depths of their souls?

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