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| I always thought that hell was personal. That that was where the horror came from. | |
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| Yeah. Like, whatever you hated the most would always be there. You'd be surrounded by it. And what you loved would be completely absent. | |
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| Jeez, that does sound awful. What would your hell be like? | |
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| It would be filled with asshole drivers on cell phones and you wouldn't be there. | |
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