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"Through me the way into the suffering city,
Through me the way to the eternal pain,
Through me the way that runs among the lost.
Justice urged on my high artificer;
My maker was divine authority,
The highest wisdom, and the primal love.
Before me nothing but eternal things were made,
And I endure eternally.
Abandon every hope, ye who enter here."
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"I am a constant source of entertainment to myself"
"of all the seasons...of ALL the bloody seasons...
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So thats what happens when Benny Hill keeps patting the top of your headYou learn nothing reading signatures.Comment
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She'd beat sticky vicky to a few tricks.Comment
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