“All day long you’re told what and when and how, and the cost of defiance, too. And you hear the echoes of ancestors, whispering that though the best chance of survival may be submission, that could also be the death of you. And love…affection…touch… the stuff that makes your heart keep beating? Contraband. Now who, I ask, can keep alive that way?”
— Jun 02, 2025 10:03AM
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