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Identity
I arrived here so long ago I’ve forgotten how long, even though I haven’t eaten any of the soup. My host was not present, so I wandered around on my own. It turns out he had more pressing matters, a lot of cases to deal with. I kind of slid under the radar. No matter. I’ve always been the independent sort. I saw the screening rooms, wondered why heaven would have movie theaters, and continued walking on. The whole affair looked exactly like a shopping mall. I had always felt comfortable in shopping malls, so I walked the corridors, passing storefronts with names and items I did not recognize or could not remember.
I arrived at the food court and realized I was hungry. People got hungry in heaven? It appeared so.
Of course, I was not in heaven. But on that first day, that wa
