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| What are you planning to do on New Year's Eve, Mr. Rorschach? | |
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| Curl up with good book and lay by fire. | |
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| Book by Ayn Rand. Fire generated by piles of pornography, the filth that the bloated hedonists gorge on while a generation starves for substance in the gutter. Fire is warm. Like the loins of a whore. | |
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