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You know what? Fuck video games. The mother******s stole a part of me. There are memories on that computer in music and writings I can never get back. If they use any of my ideas I will know and they will be dead. Prepare to be lyrically murdered all who oppose Con Berraco.
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"..loathsome laughing, mixed with such a cry as no man has heard save for in the phlegathon of unrelatable nightmares; a cry wherein reverberated the horror and anguish of a haunted lifetime packed into one atrocious moment..."
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