Title: Valgfritt

Text: No more kid stuff. I wish you could have the childhood I had, but that's not gonna happen. People are gonna die. I'm gonna die. Mom... There's no way you can ever be ready for it. I try to be, but I can't. Best we can do now is avoid it as long as we can, keep one step ahead. I wish I had somethin' better to say - somethin' more profound. My father was good like that. But I'm tired, son. Hver avsnitt vil være en test.

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