The first sentence of Fahrenheit 451 flashes into my head as my last cigarette is lit. That book made me fear a world where books, where knowledge, could not be free. To me that was a crime, I didn't really think I'd have to die for it though.
And for a second I think about how all this started, all I remember of it is a single phrase,"I aim to misbehave." Well I certainly have at this point
Looking back I should have known I'd be caught smuggling those textbooks into this shitty country and really I almost wish I could watch them burn the ones they found knowing its only a fraction of how many I put out there.
Now for the blindfold.

Crack, the sharp staccato of gunfire. Powder isn't so much fun to burn


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