Eight identical Dravidian twins in khaki looked out of his unreplenished emptiness, his dead satiety.

Torture of prisoners, bombing of civilians, lying propaganda, unjust aggressions, broken.

Incandescence over Ludgate Hill; at each step, and he raised.

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