Revenge: it's a dream of flames fueled by scorched remains that are lit to a torch and brought back upon the one who burned you.
So this is the boom, eh?_ I said. __ot exactly Scott Fitzgerald, is it?_ ____l tell you what it__ like,_ he said glumly. __t__ like being in Caligula__ Rome, and everyone around you__ having an orgy, and you__e the mug stuck looking after the horse._ He pulled heavily on his cigarette. __he whole thing__l come crashing down,_ he said bleakly, __nd all anyone__l have done is eaten a lot of expensive cheese.
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So this is the boom, eh?_ I said. __ot exactly Scott Fitzgerald, is it?_ ____l tell you what it__ like,_ he said glumly. __t__ like being in Caligula__ Rome, and everyone around you__ having an orgy, and you__e the mug stuck looking after the horse._ He pulled heavily on his cigarette. __he whole thing__l come crashing down,_ he said bleakly, __nd all anyone__l have done is eaten a lot of expensive cheese.
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