B. came to the common space of his own volition, his own free choice.
He came to spare the people in his life the effects of his personal toxicity,
the thick, destabilizing vibration that dragged through the floor everyone
within a certain emotional proximity.
B. could no longer feign innocence. Although his destructive influence
was not something that he felt he could control, neither could he play the role
of an innocent victim, persisting in those shared spaces, persisting in the
production of his wide swaths of wreckage.
B. departed, B. went into exile.
B. came to the common space because he wanted to live---deliberately?
No, not that.
An example, though, that slip. The old things linger, they follow.
B. was followed.
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