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March 31 - April 17, 2025
“You’re not going to break me,” I said. “You might hurt me, or kill me, but you’re not going to break me.”
What was the point of living, if I couldn’t live with myself?
Good for them, I decided. They’d gained a measure of control in those last few moments. They went out on their own terms.
It was us or them.
We are all parts of the same, inexorable machine. All of us are afraid.
Anyone who mistook fear for respect was a fool.
This game, this terrible, cruel game left scars that spanned centuries. I thought of the cheering crowds, watching this all from the safety of their homes.