I stared at the old brown Celling decorated with posters. I went from
poster to poster each reading what it says and laughing about it. I
don't know if it was me or that gas that was laughing but I seemed to
not care. As soon as he was done numbing it he took is cold metal pliers
and twisted and jerked till it came out. Of course I didn't fell it
because of the numb but I knew it hurt.
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