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He wasn't afraid to die. He was afraid to die alone.
He had not yet been educated on the kind of monsters who preyed on Samaritans.
Everything is preplanned, a fact that might not upset humankind as much if they were let in on the secret,
The fear coiled inside him, but he was too weary to swim against its current, instead choosing to focus on the smiles from that handsome couple and their sepia world, as if wishing enough might enable him to travel back in time, to that place.
She'd been the sole burlesque performer in a theater filled with dead-eyed men.
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"Every time I walk these streets I think we made some kinda bet with God and lost.
