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Sometimes, I believe I choose to live in my own little world. I avoid the news, the radio, newspapers. I don't want to, sometimes. It's like I know something is coming and I have to avoid it.
I finally heard the news yesterday.
80,000 dead. And the numbers are rising. And I feel faint and weep.
I finally heard the news yesterday.
80,000 dead. And the numbers are rising. And I feel faint and weep.
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