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Please visit breakerwhiskey.com for more information or to send a message to Whiskey's radio. Breaker Whiskey is an Atypical Artists production created by Lauren Shippen. If you'd like to support the show, please visit patreon.com/breakerwhiskey. As a patron, you will also receive each week's episodes as one longer episode every Monday.
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Well, another day on this stupid fucking street corner, sitting in my car, hoping that Harry remembers all the lyrics to a song she heard a decade ago. I might live on hope, but even I have my limits.
And yet, here I sit, staring out at an empty street and trying not to lose my mind. I don’t know what to do with the message that Fox sent.
“Junior dies you go back”. I told myself I wouldn’t listen to anything that Fox has to say—and I don’t want to—but I can’t exactly help hearing them, and once I have…
Is that why Birdie went silent the other day? Not because they had to go, but because they didn’t want to answer my question? Confirm my worst fear?
Junior dies, you go back. I don’t accept that price. If it even is true. And why would it be? What about him being gone would fix things? I don’t accept it. I won’t do it. I—
[click, static]
Oh my god. Harry.
She’s—she’s here.
[click, static]
[beeps]
.... . .-..-. ... / .- .-.. .-. . .- -.. -.-- / -.. . .- -..
He’s already dead
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Please visit breakerwhiskey.com for more information or to send a message to Whiskey's radio. Breaker Whiskey is an Atypical Artists production created by Lauren Shippen. If you'd like to support the show, please visit patreon.com/breakerwhiskey. As a patron, you will also receive each week's episodes as one longer episode every Monday.
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[TRANSCRIPT]
[click, static]
Well, another day on this stupid fucking street corner, sitting in my car, hoping that Harry remembers all the lyrics to a song she heard a decade ago. I might live on hope, but even I have my limits.
And yet, here I sit, staring out at an empty street and trying not to lose my mind. I don’t know what to do with the message that Fox sent.
“Junior dies you go back”. I told myself I wouldn’t listen to anything that Fox has to say—and I don’t want to—but I can’t exactly help hearing them, and once I have…
Is that why Birdie went silent the other day? Not because they had to go, but because they didn’t want to answer my question? Confirm my worst fear?
Junior dies, you go back. I don’t accept that price. If it even is true. And why would it be? What about him being gone would fix things? I don’t accept it. I won’t do it. I—
[click, static]
Oh my god. Harry.
She’s—she’s here.
[click, static]
[beeps]
.... . .-..-. ... / .- .-.. .-. . .- -.. -.-- / -.. . .- -..
He’s already dead
See Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

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