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    Ilya was staring down a bottle of pills.

    He wondered if this was how his mother felt, a silent war of attrition every morning until she gave in. The translucent orange bottle was unrelenting, taunting, begging to be emptied all at once; whether they went to the fish or to him was anyone’s guess. Nor did it matter, really— the bottle would be empty anyway. The bottle would be freed of whatever chemical amalgamation Eli Lily cooked up in the seventies, its burden passed on to the living.
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    Ilya goes on Prozac. It does not go as planned.
    feauring him hallucinating shadows and believing the Kremlin will come after him— but Shane is there, and it’s okay. Also, reflection on the pharmaceutical industry and capitalism through the mild hallucinogenic effects of SSRIs gone wrong.
    [no ai in any form, fuck ai]

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