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It is not my thing to hit them where it hurts.
Should we desire to make their corpse walk, they will have a nice night, just the way it is. How we so trusted like a fox. But why pick me, in a vain shadow? Yousucker punch.

Are you now the wary transgressors, on a mission to venice? Things men do. When you cross the line; you have but a short time to live and it is no business of mine. It could be karma knocking at your door, fix it if you can.
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