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My Dearest Conflict,
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27 MyDearestConflict, Urged,Ichosetocelebratethebody withrocksandstilettos. I’vehollowedthetipsofmybullets.I’vepoisoned themouthwash. Lookatthesehands—attheheart, they’recontemplatingGod.God,theythink,candrop abranchwithoutwarning. Spareme yoursympathy,dearest.Spareme thediscretionofanoverdonemurder orthesecretofthesinistermanyou’vewilledme. Whatgoodisittobeoverdonewithouttherestofthestory? Whatgoodwillyoubewithyourhandsbehindyourback andyourlegs boundasinpredestination? Think—rain.Think—amaninablackshirtatthebackofthebus. Thereareeyelidsatworkhere. Dearest...Dearest. Letdrivetherockyou’vesharpenedtofury.Letflytheblade tomysuspectbody.Isuspecteverythingwillthankmeforthis. Sothanks.Again,thanks. ...