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Being alive and living aren't the same.Alex London
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... but she believed and that was the price of belief. It gave no discounts to friendship (p370)Alex London
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He took deep breaths. He wanted to sleep. At least in sleeping, he could find a kind of peace. At least in sleeping, he could dream about his dead friends and maybe, until the sun came up, feel like he wasn't all alone.Alex London
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He wondered if anyone really ever changed, or if stuff just piled on and on, covering up, but never erasing all the different parts. How deep would you have to dig to find who you started out as?Alex London
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Then he pulled Liam forward and pressed their lips together. The kiss was no longer than a second, but in that second, any walls between them fell. Liam's body was Syd's body; Syd's mind was Liam's mind. someones eyelashes tickled and they drew apartAlex London
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Yes, he wanted to tell Krystof, it will hurt. Even if you don't get sick like them. It will hurt.Alex London
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They understood what had really held the market together before. Violence. After all, what good was a debt if the creditor couldn't compel it to be paid?Alex London
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Again, Syd had that feeling, the past as an echo, repeating itself as it faded. The poor had longed for Jubilee to save them from the powerful, and now the one-time patrons longed for the Machine to do the same. Every revolution believes it can return something that had been lost, but nothing is ever the same. The only thing that endures are people. Syd saw that clearly now, and perhaps so too did Marie. You could serve a revolution, an idea that ended up an echo if itself, or you could serve people, with their maddening contradictions. You couldn't serve both. You had to choose.Alex London
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Amnesia was a soldier's best friend, and luckily, it could be taught. Missing limbs still ache, but missing memories never do.Alex London