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We were the architects of disaster.)
The lies we tell ourselves. Comforting justifications, designed to try and fill the holes in us.
We journalists eliminate whatever dilutes our chosen story, while keeping – or adding – what makes it pure.
It’s astonishing how very fragile we all are. Bring just enough mayhem to someone, beast them to perfection, and suddenly a fatal fall feels like mercy.
