#0153. The secret place is found in the places in between. The telegrams at night are cabled to your brain as you try in futility to sleep. Each misstep is filed away, there. Each horrific action magnified and in stark contrast. You receive the messages when you want to drift away. They keep you anchored in the stinking first world. All of your misdeeds are numbered for you, there. You hurt so many people. You ruined so many things.
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