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FORTY-Three

Daniel Addas

The interrogation room, yes I'm here again (fuck my good luck), is quiet and cool. I run a hand over my face, the way one would when splashing water onto the face.

I'm not alone. Of course. Again curse my luck. An officer stands beneath the window. Hands covering his crotch. He'...

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