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They said on the TV that there were two thousand dead and counting. "Two thousand," they said. "Two thousand dead and over five thousand injured, so pray for them."

You turned the TV off. Too depressing, what with everything else already going on.

Then you climbed up to the loft and lay on the blanket already spread out that smelled like her, and you stared out the window until it got dark.

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