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Then why are you still here?” I ask. I stand up and her gun follows me. I welcome its bullets just to see if I could survive.“ Masochism.”“ I don’t know what that means.”“ It means I like my own pain.”“ That doesn’t make sense.”“ I’m human. You think we ever make sense?Tessa Maurer
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Books are more honest than the world. If you want to understand people, listen to what they make up.Tessa Maurer