Today I visited the Forgettory and paid them so that I would forget about – a woman, I think – what was her name? I remember that it was a big effort to forget about her and it took the specialists more than an hour or two, but it must have been worth it, right? Or I wouldn’t have done it, I wouldn’t have paid the Forgettory so much.
But now I’m over her. If we were to meet at a party, now, I wouldn’t recognize her. Could I trust her to make some excuse and not let us once again become – whatever we were?
Or has she been to the Forgettory too, and we would just start over, not remembering whatever happened before, doomed to repeat the same old awful thing?
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