“Sometimes my anger at the fire is evident. Sometimes it is not anger, really. It may appear as such, but could it be a clue? The fire I speak of is not a kind fire.”
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“I could throw a car farther than I'd trust that rat fuck.”
“And now, an ending. Where there was once one, there are now two. Or were there always two?…”
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