This is so deeply unsettling--to be completely irreverent with you, it reminded me of The Dark Knight's Joker, of the somewhat more obscure circle of dead animals in Regeneration. The sense that there is a choice, but it's a terrible one; that there is a ritual that can purge the fear of death and insignificance, but it requires a death in kind. This piece will stick with me for a long time.
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