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A fragment of the Garden of Remembering
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Jack quietly moved up front and seized the big ball of wax.
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Jack quietly moved up front and seized the big ball of wax.
He said it as a throwaway line, as if that's just a normal thing to happen. My god, I don't think I'll ever be able to grasp how difficult it is being queer and out in this shitty world. Why the fuck do people care who other folks love? What they do in their bedrooms?! Or even what they want to be! Just let people be! How is anyone else's freedom impeding your own?!