[He takes and looses a deep breath, considering. Funny, how hard it is to tell Justin things that by all rights he already has.]
I've lived in the City for... two and a half years? A little more-- almost three. My best friend from home is here; we live together. I think your world and mine are more or less alike, but it was 1959, for us.
[A long pause. The most important things are the ones he doesn't want to touch upon, of course.] I'm-- I ought to be-- dead. [Again he looks away.] Suicide.
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[He takes and looses a deep breath, considering. Funny, how hard it is to tell Justin things that by all rights he already has.]
I've lived in the City for... two and a half years? A little more-- almost three. My best friend from home is here; we live together. I think your world and mine are more or less alike, but it was 1959, for us.
[A long pause. The most important things are the ones he doesn't want to touch upon, of course.] I'm-- I ought to be-- dead. [Again he looks away.] Suicide.