Chapter 9

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“If there is no love in the world, we will make a new world, and we will give it walls, and we will furnish it with soft, red interiors, from the inside out, and give it a knocker that resonates like a diamond falling to a jeweller’s felt so that we should never hear it.” 
– Jonathan Safran Foer Lance’ POV   Oh, God, my head has never hurt so much from a hangover.   Where is this place? Shouldn't I be in my own bedroom?   I got up from a pile of wine glasses, looked at the room I was in, rubbed my still unconscious forehead, and finally remembered what happened yesterday.   I remembered Evelyn's crying face again. Damn! She won't cry all night, right? All I I want to do now is to go back and check if she is okay.   I found my phone in a pile of wine glasses. What? I missed 35 c

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