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And
if
there
were
a
telephone
in
Heaven
,
I
would
call
Marla
from
Heaven
and
the
moment
she
says
,
"
Hello
,
"
I
would
n't
hang
up
.
I
'd
say
,
"
Hi
.
What
's
happening
?
Tell
me
every
little
thing
.
"
But
I
do
n't
want
to
go
back
.
Not
yet
.
Just
because
.
Because
every
once
in
a
while
,
somebody
brings
me
my
lunch
tray
and
my
meds
and
he
has
a
black
eye
or
his
forehead
is
swollen
with
stitches
,
and
he
says
:
"
We
miss
you
Mr.
Durden
.
"
Or
somebody
with
a
broken
nose
pushes
a
mop
past
me
and
whispers
:
"
Everything
's
going
according
to
the
plan
.
Whispers
"
We
're
going
to
break
up
civilization
so
we
can
make
something
better
out
of
the
world
.
"
Whispers
