The first time the City turned me into someone I wasn't-- still me, but a me who isn't and never could be real-- was a few months, I guess, after I first came here. I hadn't realized before then what that could be like. Believing a whole other lifetime. I remember I acted like an ass afterward. I was embarrassed about being cursed, I guess, or
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You don't have anything to be jealous of.
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