"Do you think that I will die again, after all this hard work is through and done?"
"Perhaps, but things may work out differently this time. You have made an interesting transition, to be sure. Would you say you are in Hell, with ice and trash mounds abounding at your footsteps, or is this some paradise unfolding with the lights and sounds of the square; some sort of new life to a suiciding plane crash? Fuck the status quo, am I right?"
"Yes, sure. I suppose you are right, else why would I be here now today?"