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Arthur sat by the fire, nursing a bottle of whiskey. It had been a long day of hunting and he was looking forward to a nice, relaxing evening in camp. As he took a swig from the bottle, he heard a commotion coming from the other side of the camp.

Curious, Arthur got up and walked over to investigate. To his horror, he saw some of the other gang members gathered around a bucket, laughing and pointing. Curiosity turne… Read more

Just gonna stand there and watch me burn? Well, that's alright, because I like the way it hurts Just gonna stand there and hear me cry? Well, that's alright, because I love the way you lie I love the way you lie I can't tell you what it really is I can only tell you what it feels like And right now, there's a steel knife in my windpipe I can't breathe, but I still fight while I can fight As long as the wrong feels ri… Read more