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Home is more than a place, more than the feel of snow beneath my boots, and familiar smells, and an antiseptic infirmary, and a rec room full of old books.
Home is the house where my brothers are, and I think that it could be anywhere; an island, an abandoned mine, a hole beneath the earth.
( 'Death is too fuckin' scared of me to dare come for me.' (Creed) )