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“Sometimes, she felt like both of them were damned no matter what they did, good or bad. That any choice they made led to ruin. But she couldn't let herself think that way. There's always a way to victory. Always a path to survival. Maybe it was ugly and painted in blood and grief, but it was there. She believed it. She had to believe it." •pg.199 - Nita's thoughts”

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