Oh my god it's do orrible Hands into hairs it's so orrible He run away in front of the soul Someone fucker made much money From your be small Morbid vison of pubblic Their "master" don't...

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We can't live on daffodils. Or we could try. We could try anything. Proper food. I'll go into the town. No. No, you won't. There'll be something in the houses there. Yes, with cholera and typhoid. You...

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Previously on Justified... - You're hit! - It's not me. It's you. He went out in the ambulance. Hasn't opened his eyes since. I don't suppose he thought to tell the EMTs who did this to him. I got...