Welcome To The Graveyard Of Ambition.

Oh You Know Me. I Have No Emotions. I'm A Robot. Or A Nun. A Robot Nun.

The City Had Defeated Her, Just Like They Said It Would. Like Some Overcrowded Party, No One Had Noticed Her Arrival, And Would Notice If She Left.

The Problem With All These Fiercely Individualistic Girls Was That They Were All Exactly The Same.

You've Got To Stop Letting Women Slip Drugs Into Your Mouth, Dex, It's Unhygienic. And Dangerous. One Day It'll Be A Cyanide Capsule.

And It Was At Moments Like This That She Had To Remind Herself That She Was In Love With Him, Or Had Once Been In Love With Him, A Long Time Ago.