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"Shock of impact ran along my arm. Jet of warmth spattered on chest, like hot faucet. It was Kovacs who said "Mother" then, muffled under latex. It was Kovacs who closed his eyes. It was Rorschach who opened them again."
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Never knock on Death's door; ring the doorbell and run (he hates that)
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"Shock of impact ran along my arm. Jet of warmth spattered on chest, like hot faucet. It was Kovacs who said "Mother" then, muffled under latex. It was Kovacs who closed his eyes. It was Rorschach who opened them again."
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All the world's a stage-- Everything else is Vaudeville!
You know what I wish? I wish all the scum of the Earth had one throat and I had my hands about it.
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"Shock of impact ran along my arm. Jet of warmth spattered on chest, like hot faucet. It was Kovacs who said "Mother" then, muffled under latex. It was Kovacs who closed his eyes. It was Rorschach who opened them again."
Gorgeous painting
*sigh* Ah, Jackie!
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"My little light will shine out so bright it will illuminate your mind... my little soul will leave a footprint..." M.L.G.
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"Shock of impact ran along my arm. Jet of warmth spattered on chest, like hot faucet. It was Kovacs who said "Mother" then, muffled under latex. It was Kovacs who closed his eyes. It was Rorschach who opened them again."
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