We are trapped in a dead city, a ghost of its former self, laying in ruin compared to its earlier vibrance. It is weak now, white and pale and sickly, a shell of what had been, gasping for air as it continues to struggle for life
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Someone of my distinction needs no excuse, especially when they can buy out the entire conglomeration that manufactures that watered-down excuse you like to bandy about as 'coffee.'
Hn. I don't profess to go digging about for a plebian's preferences. You'll understand that I have more worthy things to attend to, I'm sure.
Good to see you finally get down to business. Mincing is for meat pies, certainly not words or men, though it'll be quite a while before you can even start to be considered as such.
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There's a difference.
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I suggest you start being the man's man you so like to pontificate upon, and do yourself the favor of a true confrontation.
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Merely a bystander's comment on the hypocrisy of a man who shields himself with both florid prose and a hideous visor, to suit.
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I'm blind when I ready myself for the day. What's your excuse?
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Aren't we ignorant and pitiful. I have blends that are richer than you, you cocky little bastard.
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And, true, probably hasn't gotten any action in awhile or there's another earthbender around here who shoved a rock too far up his ass.
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And it's merely a nickname I feel suits you.
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Really? Got'cha...I come up with those sometimes...it's easier in person though.
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Good to see you finally get down to business. Mincing is for meat pies, certainly not words or men, though it'll be quite a while before you can even start to be considered as such.
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