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[Justin, unaffected by the cold induced by sitting near the fountain that the City had seen fit to drop him into during winter, finally tires of waiting for what he’s convinced what must be a trick of the mind to dissipate and resolve itself into the nothingness of death. For a lack of any other distractions, he fumbles with the device he had found in his pocket earlier.
He doesn’t fully understand why he would bother hallucinating what resembles a camcorder. The brain is truly a strange and unfathomable thing.]
Am I dead yet?
[It’s a ridiculous question. He still exists enough to imagine things; the answer is clearly no.]
If not--if not, I hope this doesn't last long.
He doesn’t fully understand why he would bother hallucinating what resembles a camcorder. The brain is truly a strange and unfathomable thing.]
Am I dead yet?
[It’s a ridiculous question. He still exists enough to imagine things; the answer is clearly no.]
If not--if not, I hope this doesn't last long.
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[And, obviously, he's thinking school shootings. That particular variety of teenage 'acting out' so much more prevalent in America than anywhere else.]
Or it could be that 'flawed philosophy' doesn't sound very contrite.
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Should I apologize for what I believed in? That doesn't work.
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You mean apologising doesn't change things. What works depends on what you're trying to achieve.
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It was regrettable--wrong. Not in theory, maybe, but in practice... more so when the practitioners are more flawed than their ideas.
What should I be trying to achieve?
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[He is, after all.]
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May I ask for your name?
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[Well, it's the start of the list.]
Are you going to give me yours?
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Sorry. Justin.