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Love Meant Different Things To Different People.

I See You've Destroyed Another Police Vehicle. Perhaps You Now Hold The Record.

Grudges Are Bridges With Faulty Spans. Falling Off One Is A Lot More Rewarding Than Getting Stuck On The Other Side.

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In The Summer Of 80, Silhouette Bought My First Book.