1) You can't Kill what's never been born. "Primera," He says, assuming from my recent shape up and sharp lines carving my jaw that I must be Latino. My left brow questions the mistake, though later it becomes apparent that a mistake would be impossible, and that remains forever a question unanswered. He switches to English, and continues without restarting, "What you think is light, is not
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