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Sometimes Geraldine feels like she can drive forever. Maybe that__ partially why she took a job at Milo General Motors. Driving is the best means of escape that the human race has, at least, that__ her opinion. She__ never had the guts to try drugs before, both because her sister was a junkie in the last few months she knew her, and because she__ heard the overdose horror stories, seen 'Requiem for a Dream', smelled the vapours of a meth lab that Julia__ boyfriend built, heard the crunching glass of crack vials and heroine needles when they happen to break. Even this alone is too surreal, not to mention that if she were high or tripping on acid or whatever the drug of choice may be, this would give the ghosts more power to morph into something even more nightmarish than they already are.
Rebecca McNutt Listen is Silent, or The Usurer
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Sometimes Geraldine feels like she can drive forever. Maybe that__ partially why she took a job at Milo General Motors. Driving is the best means of escape that the human race has, at least, that__ her opinion. She__ never had the guts to try drugs before, both because her sister was a junkie in the last few months she knew her, and because she__ heard the overdose horror stories, seen 'Requiem for a Dream', smelled the vapours of a meth lab that Julia__ boyfriend built, heard the crunching glass of crack vials and heroine needles when they happen to break. Even this alone is too surreal, not to mention that if she were high or tripping on acid or whatever the drug of choice may be, this would give the ghosts more power to morph into something even more nightmarish than they already are.

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