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I wish my chimney hadn't gotten blown apart right in the middle of tea. That's really quite rude of those... those... giant, storm-making, Martian-made machines! I know, I'll go rent the horse and cart and get my petrified wife out of this village. Giant tripods that are now co-mingling! There goes the neighborhood! --- Send in a voice message: https://anchor.fm/public-domain-playhouse/message Support this podcast: https://anchor.fm/public-domain-playhouse/support