Authors: Joel Cobbs
“W
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do
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d, Lara?”
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,
Tony
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“
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.
“Y
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k
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?
”
“Y-
y
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s
.
”
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we
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but
these
we
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the
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the m
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me
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m
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me
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as
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s
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in
th
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s
w
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ld.
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s
w
o
r
ld
f
u
ll
o
f
h
o
rr
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b
le
f
ee
li
ng
s
a
n
d
fa
u
l
t
s. S
o
m
eon
e
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w
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s
go
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n
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th
r
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w
h
at
I
w
as
go
i
n
g
th
r
o
ugh
.
P
ai
n
. L
os
s.
P
ain
a
n
d
l
o
ss.