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their jobs, or their way of life. We go through life in our little boxes until we find ourselves in the last one, buried in the ground.”
Wolfe’s voice was infused with a kind of mania that chilled me worse than the freezing air.
The last words came out in a twisted, lyrical note that would have filled me with disgust if I weren’t completely wrecked.
My eyes were haunted, the look of someone who had the spirit battered out of them.
