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| Get thee to a nunnery: why wouldst thou be a breeder of sinners? I am myself indifferent honest; but yet I could accuse me of such things | |
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| Heya baby. You got something paticular in mind? It is your money after all. | |
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| that it were better my mother had not borne me: I am very proud, revengeful, ambitious, with more offences at my beck than I have thoughts to put them in, | |
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| imagination to give them shape, or time to act them in. What should such fellows as I do crawling between earth and heaven? We are arrant knaves, all; believe none of us. Go thy ways to a nunnery. | |
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| Um, yeah. I waz hopin' to get a little sucky suck. Then maybe you gonna back tha' ass up fo me. | |
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| Sure thang sugar. Just let me moisturize. Business has been booming, and I'm a little tender. | |
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