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Jarod Kintz
Imma do both just in case.

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Exactly! The edit function is there for a reason, so that we can improve other …

Serena Federer
What does this even mean????

Keyhero User
So, do you want to wear shoes years later?

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Unknown - Blood Demands Blood - Spartacus
I have done this thing because it is just. Blood demands blood. We have lived and lost at the whims of our masters for too long. I would not have it so. I would not have the passing of a brother, for the purpose of sport. I know not all of you wish this, but it is done. It is done. Your lives are your own. Forge your own path, or join with us, and together we will see Rome tremble!

Unknown - When Did I Ever Pay for Anything? Garrett, Thief
If there's one thing this city has taught me, you can put a price on anything; secrets, reputations... a life. And trust? If you have to ask, you can't afford it. But then I suppose none of that matters when you're me: after all, when did I ever pay for anything?

Jigsaw - I Want to Play a Game Pt 1
Can you imagine what it feels like to have someone sit you down and tell you that you're dying? The gravity of that, hmm? Then the clock's ticking for you. In a split second, your awe is split open. You look at things differently - smell things differently. You savor everything, be it a glass of water or walk in the park. But most people have the luxury of not knowing when that clock is going to go off. And the irony of it is that that keeps them from really living their life...

Anonymous - The Butcher
Run little piggy, run. It will do you no good. You're trapped. There is no escape. Run little piggy! It excites me!" Boomed the Butcher. Tired of running, Jack stopped in his tracks. "Butcher!" He called out, "I'm here! I have a proposition for you." The Butcher came crashing around the corner. "And what could a pathetic little piggy like you possibly be able to give me?" The Butcher snarled. "Looking at the size of you, a diet. But it's not what I have to give, it's what I have to offer...

Stephen King - The Bazaar Stories Of Bad Dreams
People were going to die. Almost a dozen. Maybe more. That might not mean much to fellows like you, but it does to me, especially since one self-indulgent drunk who won't address her problems. And...