You saw what I saw, right? Adrienne doing something nice for Xarissa of her own free will. I think I did, said G.ALunette stared into the unknown. This has to be a sign of the coming apocalypse We are all going to die.

What if everything about me is totally made up? What if I__ actually_I don__ know. A wanted fugitive in the States.___ulia._ He reached across the table and grabbed her hand. __obody makes up being a high school math teacher.___hat__ why it__ the perfect disguise!__e shook his head. __obody.

There is often no line between perfection and evil.

Yet, my grandfather was not a monster. He was simply a man of ordinary moral courage whose capacity for great evil was revealed to his and my everlasting shame. Labeling someone a monster implies that he is from another world, one which has nothing to do with us. It cuts off the bonds of affection and fear, assures us of our own superiority, but there's nothing learned, nothing gained. It's simple, but it's cowardly. I know now that only by empathizing with a man like my grandfather can we understand the depth of the suffering he caused. There are no monsters. The monster is us.

I've been coerced into free will.

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