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The Last Meal

“Now my part is done, and I’ll cease from troubling their memories. I pass back down the nave, theoretically carrying within me his lifetime of sins, myself among them. But I’ve carried one of them for a long time, so even if I believed in the thing, it’d hardly add to the load.”

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Missed

“Your tongue is a thick, braided rope. You’ve been instructed that you must drink, eat, and pee in that order, so you take a sip of water from the paper cup, your first in six hours. The coldness rattles your teeth…”

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