it makes me really sad.. that people.. are calling him an arss, he wasn't mmk. how would you like it if your father, husband wife, mother, or anyone clsoe died,a nd someone went to your funeral and called them an arse.
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We went back there and they had come and hacked off every inoculated arm. There they were in a pile. A pile of little arms. And I remember... I... I... I cried. I wept like some grandmother. I wanted to tear my teeth out. I didn't know what I wanted to do. And I want to remember it. I never want to forget it. I never want to forget. And then I realized... like I was shot... like I was shot with a diamond... a diamond bullet right through my forehead. And I thought: My God... the genius of that.
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