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It is May, 2001…and I am in love. It is a Glock 17. Each time I shoot, punching a neat hole in the fragile paper emblazoned with a human silhouette, it bumps back gently against my palm in a little ‘thank you’. I feel the shock of it travel up my arm, and in that moment I am whole. Everything outside of the cubicle, the gun, and the target is no longer important—the unpaid bills on the table of my studio, the full message light blinking quietly on the phone in my pocket, the very world outside; millions and millions of people eating and talking and fucking, it all disappears as long as my arm is completed by this beautiful piece of plastic and metal...
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Exploration of Mary's past through short snapshots. Fits within canon.
