I was vividly aware that he held a brick in his hand, I held a brick
in mine. It really seemed for an instant that if I did not go to him,
we would use these bricks to beat each other to death. [...]
“Come,” he said.
I dropped my brick and went to him. In a moment I heard his fall.
And at moments like this I felt that we were merely enduring and
committing the longer and lesser and more perpetual murder.
— Jun 09, 2023 09:23AM
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