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You know, it seems funny how people call me Kentucky just because I don't die when they want me to. Maybe death is the answer. Investing so much in here... gone. Perhaps it would be the perfect final joke... for the joke of a man to cease to exist. Be reduced to a grave, an obituary, a statistic. To face the very thing I've loved, I've fantasized, I've dreaded. Wouldn't it?