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The Breathing Tombstone Beneath the sterile white lights I could see every mutation. We stood by the convenience store's register desk, and while Bones and my greasy stoner cousin made smalltalk with her, I could do nothing but gape. It had been three years since I'd seen her. She'd been one of my muses once, although I would never have been able to tell her that then. Smart and bold and crazy. A stalwart individualist, and maybe better read than I. She was going to be someone. Hell, she was already someone. She was going to become someone more. Growing up in this shithole, I'd met too many walking corpses; living breathing human fertilizer just waThe Breathing Tombstone
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