"Suche gut gebauten 18-30 jährigen zum schlachten...“ - Der Metzgermeister

The keyring has been destroyed.

I've cut it up into several pieces and burned the edges of some of them with a lighter.
The semi-smoldering pieces are in the bottom of the garden wheelie-bin, soon to be fully incinerated.
There's no point in keeping a reminder of something that's no longer there.

Thank you Dianne.
Thank you Adam.
Thank you Michelle.
Thank you Ashleigh.
Thank you Reiss.
Thank you Michaella.
Thank you Lewis.

And of course... Thank you Dixie.

Stronger now than eight months ago.