Remember me naked
The circle breaks apart, the courtyard resumes its ordinary chaos, but I remain standing, bloodied, a smile at the corner of my lips, one more bite to my credit, one more legend being born.
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A few hours later, my steps echo in the corridors where I am dragged roughly, and I feel the stench of bleach mixing with cold sweat, the fluorescent lights sputter their pallid light above me, and soon the room opens, bare, icy, with two chairs, a table, and him, my lawyer.
He seems to have aged in forty-eight hours, his features drawn, his tie twisted, his eyes ringed with purple, and when his gaze settles on me, it’s a slap of anxiety that crosses his face.
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