[ Sometimes, you can't leave, and other times, something else can't quite leave you. Dale has left Twin Peaks but it hasn't left him. (He'll return some day, maybe, but there is — perhaps irrationally — a guilt rooted deep in his heart. These people were hurt because of me. So, in his waking hours, there are times when he thinks he smells Douglas firs or hears the lilting voice of one of the best men he's ever met, and in his dreams, he sees the smile — as bright as the sun — of a girl with dark hair and a beauty mark, and on the worst nights, echoes of things long past, she's dead, wrapped in plastic, and worst of all, I did not kill anybody.
Sometimes he wonders if he's still stuck there.) ]
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Sometimes he wonders if he's still stuck there.) ]
Would you like me to?