Epilogue (I wish)


I suppose an option (though there are none, it seems) is to just confine me to my bedroom for the rest of my days, so I can make speeches about nothing in particular, but it’s an option. Good story, like. Could say ‘and there he goes, the man who turned his back on The Real Thing’. And you can interpret that any way you fucking like. And that. That, too.

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