one, but he wouldn’t let that stop him from going over the actions again and again in his head. Answer, burn everything, report, repeat. All the others had gone out to lunch, but montag stayed not wanting to miss a beat. Red was the color he saw red walls, red doors, red roofs, red houses. He wouldn’t let any of it go until he had his first one. He could already feel the heat brushing his skin, the air around him being sucked into the fire to give its flames life. Answer, burn everything, report, repeat…
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