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The fact is that I hate this city. I've hated it so long I can hardly remember feeling any other way about it.

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I can't remember what I really felt. Maybe nothing happened, maybe these emotions I remember are not the right emotions.

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When you're young, you think everything you do is disposable. You move from now to now, crumpling time up in your hands, tossing it away. You're your ...more

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Farewells can be shattering, but returns are surely worse. Solid flesh can never live up to the bright shadow cast by its absence. Time and distance b...more

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But who can remember pain, once it’s over? All that remains of it is a shadow, not in the mind even, in the flesh. Pain marks you, but too deep to see...more