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Just... ate, M says, frowning at me a little. Two days...ago. I grab my stomach again. Feel empty. Feel... dead. He nods. Marr...iage.

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Isaac Marion
Age: 42
Born: 1981
Born: December 30
Music Journalist
Novelist
Writer
Seattle
Washington
Littles
Frowning
Little
Grab
Feel
Stomach
Feels
Empty
Dead
Says
Days
Two
Nods

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