have finally revealed themselves to be what they always have been in truth... maps of Hell!
All that time I spent absently graffito-ing mazes -- and even mentally constructing them in my imagination -- I was actually recreating sections of the one maze you can never escape. No need for a Minotaur; you'll just be wandering its claustrophobic corridors forever, eternally thwarted at every turn.
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