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doctors were almost always guessing. They were smart people, and the guesses were informed by tests and trials and years of experience, but they were guessing nonetheless.
People who didn’t love New York could just fuck all the way off.
Things were always changing, even when they didn’t feel like it.
she could have chosen a hundred different things and had a hundred different lives.
Sometimes she felt like everyone she knew had already become whatever they were going to become, and she was still just waiting.
The scientists had little scientists; the misogynists had little misogynists.
“Joy is coming.”
Go back in time, fix nothing!
Everything was relative, even time. Maybe especially time.