Been seeing them for a while now, always at the fringe of my awareness. I see them in shadows or in the corner of my eye. Living bricks. I think something's happen...something that was not intended. These people whose lifetimes I've lived are staying connected to me.
I was one miserable bastard back when I was a flesh-and-blood man named Boston Brand -- but when I was the acrobat they called Deadman... two-bit circuses like this were the only places I could find a little peace. And a freedom... to reach beyond myself.
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