Part III
Part Three
They didn’t save me.
They hollowed me out, fucked my mind raw, and sold the pieces.
Now I remember every hand.
Every lie.
Every man who watched and signed and smiled.
My brother didn’t come to rescue me.
He came to finish what they started.
This city isn’t getting justice.
It’s getting fucking buried.
— Hallow
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