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“To Steve, it’s starting to feel like a kind of a kind of … burial. Choosing to immerse himself in the detritus of the past instead of an unbearable present. Choosing ash and grime and broken things.”
Chapter 10, Love Among the Ruins (Stucky, historical accuracy, eerie psychiatry, angst with happy ending (& happy intervals ;) ) )
