10/02/2026 05:17

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You're ready to declare them dead, defeated. I fell down, God, I'm drunk. The three of us rode him down to the floor. Done for the day.

It's his room, Richard, I said. It wasn't metaphysics, it was just physical. One, it was a lot of stairs, so you had to be fairly serious to go down them. The guilt hit me like a cold shower, the proverbial slap in the face, and I used it to pack the ardeur away, for another hour or two, at least.