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… dead in the middle of the street because I have decades of calcified rage encrusting up my organs. When I’m old, I want to sit stupidly on a porch swing and giggle at an injured butterfly who can’t fly straight.
Amy Sea
B. O. Face
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A worthy goal.
No woman ever murdered her husband while he was washing the dishes.
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