Unit Nine is far away from the other units, with enough chain link and razor wire around it to stop Ike on the beaches of Normandy.

It is coincidence, I decide, and I am getting old and batty, thinking the universe revolves around me.

Even though my songs may sound very personal, to me most of them are fiction. It is a great way for me to be able to live a fantasy life as a writer because I get to be someone else, someplace else for three and a half minutes, just like the listener.

they talked, too, of their futures, as if they could shape the glittering course of their destinies with secret confessions offered like prayers to the room’s benevolent hush.

Written By Libba Bray

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