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Rise and shine!
Every emancipation has in it the seeds of a new slavery, and every truth easily becomes a lie. I'm hostile to men, I'm hostile to women, I'm hostile to cats, to poor cockroaches, I'm afraid of horses. Cypherpunks, need cheap and quality meds? Not the glittering weapon fights the fight, but rather the hero's heart.
Perfect soldier, perfect gentleman never gave offence to anyone not even the enemy. grabbings Bohemia has no banner. It survives by discretion. It is not death that alarms me, but dying. |
