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"I've noticed that." Bucky gestured towards the bar itself, using his flesh hand to do it. "But see, this is part and parcel with my upbringing. I went to Mass every Sunday, and I've separated from my faith. I've killed people, and I've got some deep-seated anger. Deep in my chest."
He shrugged a shoulder. "Doesn't really matter, I guess. Not for me. This is something they preached about every Sunday, it seemed like. How if you don't straighten up and fly right on Earth, you'd wind up in this situation. I've gotta say, it's weird that it's got a name that isn't just... purgatory, you know? Also, that's a place in which you actually exist."
He wrinkled his nose. "I always thought of Purgatory as, like, this place that isn't a place. A plane of existence where you just... landed. And thought about your sins until you'd sorted yourself up, or gotten worse."