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feotakahari ([personal profile] feotakahari) wrote2024-09-18 12:46 pm
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I’m reading a book called Hell Followed With Us, and I want to reproduce a very good paragraph.

I make it to the mouth of the bridge. I don’t stop, just dive between the wreckage of cars choking the entrance. The bridge shines silver, suspension towers dangling thick metal wires from bank to bank. It belongs to the Angels now. A banner flutters high above me: GOD LOVES YOU. Corpses dangle from the wires, yellow-pink organs hanging from their stomachs to obscure their nakedness, like Adam and Eve ashamed of their bodies.