So last night I was going to ram a scalpel into my lungs. (It was one of those perfectly calm decisions, rather like the time I walked to Greenwich to drown myself.) I didn't really expect it would kill me, but I calculated there was a chance my lung might collapse which could cause interesting issues. I set things out, wrote the equivalent of '
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You 'k? I would have expected more happy, recently, surely. Instead I find sucking chest wound narrow-avoidance.
Not so good?
Come find me, let me know I'm wrong, and tell me how you're much better than that. Or not. But find me.
Usual Caveats Apply.
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