– No, they're not gone. And maybe they never will be. But I've gotten used to ignore them, and I think they've given up on me. You think that's what it's like with all our dreams and our nightmares, Martin? You've got to keep feeding them for them to stay alive?
– John, they haunt you, though.
– They're my past, Martin. Everybody is haunted by their past.
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