It's going to be a morning of lasts; I've already had my last shower in storeths, had my last breakfast and so on. I'm glad the weather's bad because leaving somewhere in the sun is hard. No matter how long I've known about leaving it seems just as sudden as being woken up in th middle of the night, probably by the SS. I'm going to the library to
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