Part One

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The Girl Who Cried Wolf

but you can't make people listen. They have to come round in their own time, wondering what happened and why the world blew up around them.
                                   
            - Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

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Death, like fiction, is brutal in its symmetry. Take this story and strip it down--- all the way back---until you are left with two points. Two dots on a vast, blank canvas, separated by a sea of white. Here, we have come to the first point, where the bath is drawn and the hand is reaching for the razor blade. I will meet you at the next, by the axle of a screaming wheel, the revolution of a clock, the closing of an orbit.

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