
As you can see , the institutional necrosis is as severe as the reeking white gelatin the surgeons sucked out of my chest . This has been going on for years and jack shit has been done about it .
As of the end of the 5m52s of Absolutely Soul-Crushing Despair , i was not contacted by a single agent , and did not speak to any detectives other than the one who interrogated me for the crime i was framed and swatted for as a procedural component of the kill chain , in the entire 5.52-year span of the YeTrin Sali Si.
Oh . This mattered .
Oh well .
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