Sunday, March 10, 2019

Excisions

- It’s too much. The roots are beginning to rot, ma’am. You’re risking an infection. - Cutting them out will definitely kill him. Maybe. - He never felt he so he attached himself to me. Excising him may save you. Both of you.
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