Pushed forward into a room full of blank faces. White walls, white floors, white ceilings, numbing white lights. Lives being changed forever in this emotionless pit. Souls being intentionally killed with the help of one little kit. Wheeled in, snipped and probed, it’s like a f*cking assembly line. Wake up, wipe the blood and tears, nurse says coldly, “you’re fine”. “You’re Fine”

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