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“When you’re younger, you just assume there’s a golden door that will open, and there’s some type of shining eternity,” she says of the mirage-like salvation society taunts us with. “There’s a promise, if you achieve dot dot dot, then you will have dot dot dot. There’s some fantasy that’s implanted in us, for happiness or foreverness or togetherness.”

(c) Feist