i almost got the dish washing job this morning , he said . the few who advance our civilization . the grief in his brother 's eyes broke her heart all over again . the juice was as sour as barrel cactus and too thick to satisfy thirst , but it was cool and it was liquid . i had to replay this about a hundred times to get the words right . then they could get it on to seal the deal . `` how can you even be here ? '' 