I want them to be better because they are older. I need them to be better. I need them to be better than me. Much better. Whole. Whole humans. I am sick of men missing limbs, men missing souls.
The book tells the men that I'm not a gymasium but I swear that's where a rib used to be-- give me your hand-- that spot right there. Tell them I'm not a
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