She stared at Raven in a long second of shocked silence, before sagging to the floor.
Pulling through is what people do around here. There is a kind of bravery in their lives that isn__ bravery at all. It is automatic, unflinching, a mix of man and machine, consuming and unquestionable obligation meeting illness move for move in a giant even-steven game of chess _ an unending round of something that looks like shadowboxing, though between love and death, which is the shadow? __veryone admires us for our courage,_ says one man. __hey have no idea what they__e talking about.___ourage requires options,_ the man adds.__here are options,_ says a woman with a thick suede headband. __ou could give up. You could fall apart.___o you can__. Nobody does. I__e never seen it,_ says the man. __ell, not really fall apart.
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Pulling through is what people do around here. There is a kind of bravery in their lives that isn__ bravery at all. It is automatic, unflinching, a mix of man and machine, consuming and unquestionable obligation meeting illness move for move in a giant even-steven game of chess _ an unending round of something that looks like shadowboxing, though between love and death, which is the shadow? __veryone admires us for our courage,_ says one man. __hey have no idea what they__e talking about.___ourage requires options,_ the man adds.__here are options,_ says a woman with a thick suede headband. __ou could give up. You could fall apart.___o you can__. Nobody does. I__e never seen it,_ says the man. __ell, not really fall apart.
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