Note to self 491B;
Mitt dagliga illamående verkar tona bort. Är det ett bra tecken eller ett dåligt. Kommer nästa fas att bli värre.
Aber keine anung, liebe Kameraden, keine Hoffnung.
And what 'bout this Thomas Crooks. Was he a simple crook or a complicated hero in the making. You could not make this shit up, no matter what. And hey, when you make shit up, you go down. Sooner or later.
[Insert picture "heart-felt"]
And edit the shit out of this posting already.
[The Grand Capital Offensive Defence]
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