Window by window, you try and look into this brave new you that you are.
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The darkening town was very quiet. For a long time now her brother and the bride had been at Winter Hill. They had left the town a hundred miles behind them, and now were in a city far away. They were them and in Winter Hill, together, and she was her and in the same town all by herself. The long hundred miles did not make her sadder and make her feel more far away than knowing that they were them and both together and she was only her and parted from them, by herself. And as she was sickened with this feeling a thought and explanation suddenly came to her, so that she knew and almost said aloud: They are the we of me. Yesterday, and all the twelve years of her life, she had only been Frankie. She was an I person who had to walk around and do things by herself. All other people had a we to claim, all others except her… Now all this was suddenly over with and changed. There was her brother and the bride, and it was as though when first she saw them something she had known inside of her: They are the we of me. And that was why it made her feel so queer, for them to be away in Winter Hill while she was left all by herself; the hull of the old Frankie left there in the town alone.
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Carson McCullers, The Member of the Wedding
yeah, that pretty much explains it
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