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"I felt very still and very empty, the way the eye of a tornado must feel, moving dully along the middle of the surrounding hullabaloo." - from Sylvia Plath's "The Bell Jar"
Aunt Alejandra can make spells. Lucia's rage could kill.
The Blood Soaked Fists of Friendship.
In Vietnam, the name of the game is survival.
A state somewhere between fantasy and reality.
