They say a Vampire can't enter your house unless you invite them inside.
I don't know whether it's true, on account of I don't know if Vampires are a thing.
But I recognize a rule that is good and true when I hear one.
I always hear this or that person complaining about how such-and-such is,
"...living in my head, rent free."
Well, who invited them?
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