We Are What We Remember -or- A Valkyrie Walks Into a Whorehouse

I'm not really sure what to say about this story.

The writing was good. It was a good deal darker than the previous ones and less redeeming.

It does bring up the issue of how much our memory affects who we are at our core and how little genetics really play a role.

In the end though, the thought that forgiveness is freedom rings true in my head and ultimately I think the story is about that singular truth.