The saddest thing of all is that I found the love of my life. And, like in Hank's story, she's someone bound for self-destruction. The most beautiful woman in town.
That's the vertical world. The one we can't avoid. The one without which all these games of pretend would not exist.
And, there, I know who I am. And you know it, too. You, in all your glory, is a physical state.
Online, we're all metaphors.
See you at 7. Or not.
You call it.
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