Gretchen

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God, bodily malfunction was ugly. You didn’t stop and think, when you were healthy, exactly how many things your corporeal form took care of on its own, the orderly systems of intake and exit and routine maintenance accomplished with nothing but the occasional, temporary hiccup.
Dearest Ivie (Black Dagger Brotherhood, #15.5)
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