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( Beth had meant to post this anonymously but that hadn't ended up working. Oops? )

It doesn't suck any less going through it more than once.
This place gets more fucked up every month.

( Someone's bitter. She also isn't sure she wants to know what the hell her double did after killing her )

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[edibles]

All of us?

( It sounds like a great idea but part of it doesn't sound real. Hell this place shouldn't be real so why is she doubting that she'd be able to go somewhere else. Go there and live )

Is the technology here?

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Maybe the Door? I mean, it brought us here in the first place, so it should be able to take us where we want, right?

[...inspiring hope is not Emily's strong suit. Sorry, Beth.]

[edibles]

Yeah I guess.

( If they could ever get the damn thing to work for them. Gods, please )

After everything that's happened we deserve that other place.

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Damn right. [Only a few months ago, Emily would've said otherwise, would've disagreed with the assessment that they deserve good things. Now, after all they've been through, after all the work she's done, she's starting to believe that even she deserves a better world.

They come up on the bar now, and thank goodness. This talk has made Emily really, really want that drink.]

I so need a margarita.