The Liberator (A short story)
There was one thing about the liberation that fucked with my head for a long time. ‘cause you see all those emaciated bodies, all those hollowed out eyes who don’t even have the energy to smile at the sight of us. You see all that, and your first thought is:
“Well thank God we made it here in time. Crisis averted.”
But then you remember. It’s only crisi…
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