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... to him, like a thread tugging on his soul. He followed it instinctively, dazed and unknowing, floating toward the surface of the sea.
And with it, a few long-lost memories began to rise.
He remembered drinking, drinking at a class reunion.
Many of his former classmates had made a life for themselves, climbing up the ladder of success, achieving milestone after milestone. Meanwhile, he as their old class president had ended up as a butcher, carving up pigs for a living. < ...
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