PREVIEW

... art the Tower and rest for a while.

“Watch the news over the coming weeks. Answer the question for yourself whether or not this is a lie.”

I already knew that all the messages being broadcasted following this upcoming incident would be utterly unfavourable. Of course they would, and there was no way for one individual to completely counter the incomprehensibly vast reach of the media.

All I could do was implore them to think about what they will see for themselves.

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