If you don’t make peace with your own mortality, you’ll never know what it’s like to truly be alive.
—Moxie Mezcal
What the fuck is wrong with you? I screamed in my head – or maybe to my head.
…their hearts had still not been hardened with the inevitable cynicism that familiarity and experience breed.
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