We took this prison. It’s ours. We spilled blood.
“You don’t know what we had to go through out there, the things we’ve had to do. I bet you’ve had to do some of those things yourself. Am I right? ‘Cause ain’t nobody’s hands clean in what’s left of this world. We’re all the same.”
2 months ago
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There’s us and the dead. We survive this by pulling together, not apart.
