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"At the thirteenth stroke the muzzle cracked, I removed my frightening foot from the jaws. I saw the meat we are. We came out of the moral spasms broken lame and delirious. Unrecognizable.
Because it could not be me. Because it could not be him.
As always in these apocalyptic moments, the sky was extremely blue. The geraniums brightly red."
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Because it could not be me. Because it could not be him.
As always in these apocalyptic moments, the sky was extremely blue. The geraniums brightly red."












