One day we stepped out, away from the hiding place. We had decided to breathe some fresh air, and after all that - all the stories we told one another about the monsters lurking outside, the air dirtied by belching industry, and our hearts clenching at the thought, our stomachs tightening - after all that, it was easy. Cool air calmed our bristling brains. No monsters. Not even any sloppy, bursting industry. No structural imprisonment - no baffling schemes to denude us. We were just simply, c...
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