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Chapter 8

He had fucked up 9/11. It was right in front of his eyes and he blew it.

Dink could never stop whipping himself for this oversight. 

In retrospect, the hints were clear, but there was nothing solid enough to go running upstairs to Shroud. 

In the aftermath, informational interference created so much chaos and distorted feeling that Dink’s blindness was never addressed, in spite of the fact

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