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| So we drove on towards death through the cooling twilight. (Nick) | |
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| YOU ARE NOW OUR SLAVE. YOU WILL DO WHAT WE SAY, NO MATTER WHAT! NOW GET ON THE FLOOR! (Michelle's kidnapper - my scary story) | |
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| My answer is bring them on. (George W. Bush) | |
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| Caliban is more inhuman than he is human, his bad nature drives out his good nature. (My Tempest essay) | |
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| These people just get uglier and uglier every day (Anonymous) | |
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