under the dead sea, the sun weeps

It’s a lonely life. By now Mortimer, son of a dead fool and a fire dancer, grandson of a drug addict, had convinced himself he was used to walking alone through a demented world. Mortimer

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It’s a lonely life. By now Mortimer, son of a dead fool and a fire dancer, grandson of a drug addict, had convinced himself he was used to walking alone through a demented world.
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