Nina says...
Oh life's extremes... You can be free one moment, only to find yourself a slave the next.
But there is something masochistically healing in the sound of your shackles as you force yourself to go on. Survive the tough times, see what you're made of, kid.
But you have to make sure you have a steady war drum. Something you can march to, a rhythm you can sync your heart with.
... I always listen to what Johnny has to say. Why do I fear God? Because the man in black told me to.
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