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I remember that one day. I wish I wouldn't but sometimes you just can't help it. We were alone, it was dirty. It was noisy. We didn't know how we ended up here or why it had to be this place at this time. They told us about the fire but they didn't tell us that it would rain napalm for hours and hours. I wondered all the time if this, truly, would be the hill I had to die on. On that day I learned something about hell. That it's inside of us and the only devils we can make a deal with are ourselves and no dumb policy or bad decision can change that. I swear to god, next time the waiter warns me to not use those public toilets after eating Vietnamese I will listen.
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