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The tall young man dropped his eye-glass and smiled. I'm trying to
make you see the worldly point of view, which always inclines toward the evil
side of things. When I have traversed the streets a houseless wanderer,
driven with curses from every door where I have solicited alms, and with blows
from every gateway where I have sought shelter,—when I have crept into some
deserted building, and stretched my wearied limbs upon a bulk, in the vain hope
of repose,—or, worse than all, when, frenzied with want, I have yielded to
horrible temptation, and earned a meal in the only way I could earn one,—when
I have felt, at times like these, my heart sink within me, I have drank of this
drink, and have at once forgotten my cares, my poverty, my guilt. Otherwise, every effort has
been made to remain true to the author's words and intent. “Oh, I wouldn’t be so sure about that. It is the same man, for he raved in the
hospital, and they fetched me. But the twins were so fucked over at that point
they were zombies. The Iron Bar. ‘What do you say of these troops?’
‘You see, we’re militia.
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