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Keeping my voice down – quite a quite a Professionalism, someone behind a desk behind glass and wires tells me. I try not even to breath – if that was easy - , not knowing where I am. I know just where I am, I try to tell them. I try to hate them, to not be them. I can’t tell. I keep going places, I don’t know much. Money pours in though, from the. From the. I’m at a loss. He seems to be at a rare loss for. For penance? I don’t even know what that means. I guess I got that dagger back?” I say Excuse me? I REALLY DON’T THINK THIS IS RIGHT, as if he can adjust something.