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But do not we all, in our secret hearts, long to be caught by Columbo?

I fled Him, down the nights and down the days;  

I fled Him, down the arches of the years;

I fled Him, down the labyrinthine ways    

Of my own mind; and in the mist of tears

I hid from Him, and under running laughter.        

Up vistaed hopes I sped;      

And shot, precipitated,

Adown Titanic glooms of chasmèd fears,  

From those strong Feet that followed, followed after.      

But with unhurrying chase,       

And unperturbèd pace,

Deliberate speed, majestic instancy,      

They beat—and a Voice beat      

More instant than the Feet—

"Just one more thing..."

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You say that now but when you’re just about to leave your palatial home for a board meeting, all that goes out the window.

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ACAB including Columbo

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"I'm sorry to hear something's bothering you." Yes, validate his feelings till he cracks!

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