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Truth, Like Time, Is An Idea Arising From, And Dependent Upon, Human Intercourse.

Here I Am, Where I Am Supposed To Be.

The Cure For Anything Is Salt Water: Sweat, Tears Or The Sea.

The Entire Being Of A Woman Is A Secret Which Should Be Kept.

It Is A Good Thing To Be A Great Sinner. Or Should Human Beings Allow Christ To Have Died On The Cross For The Sake Of Our Petty Lies And Our Paltry Whorings