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Collateral Damage, (spiked piece from Vietnam)

Day by day, Nghia seemed to disintegrate, falling apart both physically and mentally. Eventually, his limbs withered to nothing, his legs and ankles twisting and contorting into grim parodies of what they should have been. Eventually, by the time he was twelve, Nghia and the world just parted company. Continue reading

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