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..apparently "London" gave out my address! that's what they're saying..not just London, though! Brazzaville, too! ..and said that I'm a dirty pornographer..a letch besides being the most despicable traitor of the century! .. I'd make a urinal blush! that what we need is to cleanse France and the French language of this smut-writing, demoralizing, grammaclast who's sullying our sacred homeland and its literary heritage! .Unknown
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...she robbed me blind, the bitch!. ..and she's still at it! everyone who's ever done me wrong, robbed me, repudiated me, pillaged me has never suffered...and never will suffer! you could call it their reward!. ..robbing me brings you good luck!Unknown
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I don't have to worry about Madame Ouche! she'll still be robbing me blind when she's dead! ..having made her last confession and received extreme unction..all the cataclysms will pass over her without harming a single gray hair on her head! it's a paradise here for scum like her, on earth as there is in heaven..they don't really die, the sluts, the hussies, the really awful ones, they just go from one paradise to another, with their money, servants, cars..just buy their cute little ticket and off they go! final absolution and see you later! they shit in your hands! ..they're born to slip out of both hells - the one here and the one in the next world..all they do is fuck and whine..loads of cash! never broke! ..cheers! here's to you! no regrets! you realize too late..Unknown
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I'd take cyanide no problem if it was that or throwing a cat out in the street, even a moth-eaten, mangy, caterwauling pain in the ass! I'd rather have the thing in bed with me than see it suffer on my account...though when it comes to human beings, I'm only interested in the sick...the ones who can stand up are nothing but mounds of vice and spite... I don't get mixed up in their schemes...Unknown
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Of course the people in the metro didn't see a thing! ..what a joke! petrified ratlets! but they'll still come out to refute me! make claims! ..that nothing got bombed! ..squished! powdered! that the firmament was calm, and me, I imagined the whole thing! chrysanthemums, sprays, roses! why, there's no more any such thing as sky-hooking shrapnel than there is anal ice cream! it's all in my mind! hallucinations and bullshit! what a crook! but I repeat and reassert! shrapnel and fiery lace stretched from one end of the horizon to the other! with lots of glow-worms mixed in..and dancing purple fireflies..Unknown
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Lovely sight, the Apocalypse! But absurdity, without limits? No Sir! there have to be certain limits...Unknown