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"You want to kno this all ends?" Chloe asked, eyes closed

I nodded

"Buy the rights," she whispered

And as the final crashing verse of ’The Last Day of Our Acquaintance’ booe overlapped and dissolved into an i in a hotel bar in Milan where I was staring at a lass of water in the e at the iant es are celebrating in a field of long grass that blankets the mountains dotted with tall white flowers, and in the sky above theitself across theover the s clouds that encircle the h the mountains will take you to any point that you need to arrive at, because behind that hway are billboards with answers on the forward but also ainst its jagged peaks, and I’h dark clouds, rising up, a fiery wind propellingin the sky above theas they burn

The stars are real

The future is that mountain