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‘I’d function,’ said Hernandez. ‘I’d find the motherfucker and I’d put a bullet between his legs. Then I’d go to work on him.’ ‘Not everyone is a psycho like you, Karen.’ ‘Don’t knock the psychos. We can be useful.’
I feel called out
Mourning is sometimes a dull ache that won’t leave, and other times it’s like pricking your finger on a needle hidden in a shopping bag.
