In assisted living quarters, there are only two exits: one by death and the other by getting someone to sign a warrant to certify that you are indeed insane.
And the second one only leads to tighter security measures anyway, so it's really only death if you want to get out.
Breathe in and breathe out until you die, or, if you're smart and creative, have someone smuggle you out after you pretend to be dead. That's the insane way of doing things.
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