Things have been rough, I call a vote

Stay, say the coin flips.

And so I shall stay, today.
I'm too old to be young. My heart beats and my feet take steps that bring me far, far from home. I rarely feel safe, experience has taught me that. I find comfort in weaponry and I go through life without letting much touch me. I sometimes wish I were a machine, but I suppose it wouldn't make much of a difference. Just to be made from something cleaner then meat.
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