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how can I resist that logic?
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June 19, 2011, 03:04:pm
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"Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen of the counsel. I am Epicurus of Chaos Phase Six. Judging by the explosives I have here, it is safe to say that we are all royally fucked.
These are not standard explosives, a certain ex-Archaian elite made them. I’m sure you’ve heard of Belarus. Temporary staff, he’s an efficient worker.
Now, it’s all up to you. In my right hand: the documents which you must sign for the release of all the prisoners of war in the Hemmingway Isle. In my left hand: the reason why you will not see tomorrow. If we are to die, I do not mind.
Left or right?”
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