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There aren't. Unfortunately, you forget this tomorrow morning stepping out of the door on the sixty-sixth floor, and fall to your death on the spikes in the basement.
I wish that the name "Errol" would disappear from creation.
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O to be wafted away From this black aceldama of sorrow; Where the dust of an earthy today Is the earth of a dusty tomorrow! |
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