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  • I'd been so set on an escape that was now impossible, and the only form of freedom left to me was death. It was a terrible kind of freedom—one from misery and pain, yes, but also one from lightness and laughter and life. It was an absence of everything.

    Alexander Gordon Smith (2010). “Escape from Furnace 1: Lockdown”, p.144, Faber & Faber