MARTYRS 2008

"they transcend themselves... they are transfigured"

"is this making you sick? can you smell that smell? Smells awful, huh? every time she bent over me, i could smell that, every day"

"mademoiselle... her eyes... i swear, she no longer sees anything around her"

"it admitted of no interpretations, etienne"

"keep doubting"

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