[If there's one sure way to engage this particular fairly sentient zombie in conversation, it's by talking about music. Especially if that music happens to be jazz.
Most of R's assumptions on what it was like to be Living, before the New Hunger, are based around the atmosphere that music produces. Something simpler and happier, without that constant gnawing emptiness in the pit of his stomach.]
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[If there's one sure way to engage this particular fairly sentient zombie in conversation, it's by talking about music. Especially if that music happens to be jazz.
Most of R's assumptions on what it was like to be Living, before the New Hunger, are based around the atmosphere that music produces. Something simpler and happier, without that constant gnawing emptiness in the pit of his stomach.]
What was living there... like?