The intricacies of my insanity
where the impossible seems three shorts steps to the left, and one giant leap into insanity…
“W-We were too cocky sir, that’s the only possible answer we have at this stage. Our people. Their people. Fuck it sir, everyone had the information well in advance and none of us did anything to stop it. Maybe if we had started worldwide quarantining when we first had intel….”
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