Trustfall, baby. It's a trustfall, baby. Picture a place where it all doesn't hurt. Where everything's safe and it doesn't get worse, oh my. We see through bloodshot eyes. Picture a place somewhere else far away. Where you know what they mean and they mean what they say to us. And would that be enough? Are we running out of time?
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