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there’s nowhere to sit down and have a breakdown in here.” We all just looked at each other and started to laugh. There was no reason to laugh. None of this was funny. But we laughed. We laughed long and hard. It didn’t make sense. None of this made sense, but we were alive, for now at least, and we had each other, and that was something.
The Dungeon Anarchist's Cookbook (Dungeon Crawler Carl, #3)
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