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     He drew two bottles, and put them on the counter. The whiskey and wine had kept their color despite the years of neglect. After searching for a wine opener, he managed to find one in the miscellaneous supplies behind the counter and handed it to his daughter. Coughing and shaking his hair out of his face, he twisted the top off the whiskey and took a healthy swig. The taste was familiar and welcomed, and it warmed him from the throat to the belly. Ahren grimaced and coughed again, and then took another drink to settle his throat, however slight it was.
     “I think it’s because they fascinate us,” he said, realizing suddenly he hadn’t eaten in days. “Monkeys with no teeth and no claws managed to build all of this—“ a gesture to the building around them, to outside. “—and then destroy themselves.” The blonde shook his head again, and took another swig. “It’s a funny world we live in.”





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