Preface

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I can see it even now, the road under him, cars rushing around trying to get home, the streetlight on his face, his hair falling in halos around his head, the bliss of the moment.

Don't do it please. Just stay put. Please. Don't trust anyone.

We can beg all that we want but the ending always stays the same.

Oh why did you have to leave?

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