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[He frowns, stares down at his hands, resting in his lap. He squeezes them into fists and then lets them relax, takes a deep breath.]

I don't remember.

[Wait, that's not true. He shakes his head.]

I don't... remember all of it. Or in order. It's all... bits and pieces in my head. Scrambled.

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