A laugh coughs out of him. "Jesuschrist, not at all. So many of us got here from deeply fucked up that I seriously question how many people are normal at all--at least the kind of normal that I always assumed I'd see at like twenty-five. I think this place is the most normal place I've ever been and--"
With a half-grimace, he picks at his collar. "Your mileage may vary."
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With a half-grimace, he picks at his collar. "Your mileage may vary."