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“You can tell because they’re filled with a, with a foulness, a kind of grease, that makes them evil. It turns them into monsters. It’s a dark, sticky, rancid oil and, and it’s in men’s bones and in their bellies, and it, it, it corrupts.
It’s time to stop pretending that there’s someone beside her, someone who cares about her, someone who loves her. That’s for little kids. It’s time to grow up.