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| title: "DOJ Epstein Files, Data Set 12 (EFTA02731341)" |
| source: "DOJ Epstein Files, Data Set 12" |
| sourceUrl: "https://www.justice.gov/epstein/files/DataSet%2012/EFTA02731341.pdf" |
| date: "2026-08-27" |
| category: "DOJ Data Set" |
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| # ta<sup>g</sup> The Jailer |
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| My night sweats grease his breakfast plate. The same placard of blue fog is wheeled With into position the same trees and headstones. |
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| Is that all he can come up with, |
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| The rattler of keys? |
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| <sup>1</sup>have been drujged and raped. Seven-hours -knocked out of my right mind Into ablack sack |
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| What I relax, foetus or cat, |
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| Lever of his wet dreams. |
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| Something is gone. |
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| My sleeping capsule, my red and blue zeppelin Drops me from aterrible altitude. Carapace smashed, |
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| <sup>I</sup>spread to the beaks of birds. |
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| 0 little gimlets— |
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| What holes this papery day is already full of! C) He has been burnin me with rettes, retendmg am a negress ty pt paws. <sup>I</sup> tun myself. That is not e ug |
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| The fever trickles and sti6ats in ml hair. |
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| ribs show. What have I ea n. and smiles. |
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| Surely the sky b not tha lor, Surely the grass should ling. |
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| MI day, gluing my church of burnt matchsticks, <sup>I</sup> dream of someone else entirely. |
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| And he, filth ubversion, |
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| Hurts me |
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| (fakery, |
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| tHis lio <sup>I</sup>masks of amnesia. |
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| Tnili—teiriflena criminal, I cue with variety — |
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| Hung, starved, burned, hooked. |
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| I imagine him |
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| Impotent as distant thunder, |
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| In whose shadow I have eaten my ghost ration. I wish him dead or away. |
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| That, it scans, is the impossibility. |
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| That being free. What would the dark to without fevers to eat? |
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| "Nat would thaar |
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| Do without eyes to knife, what would he Do, do, do without me? |
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| 17 October 196z |
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| We, your blood family, will do all we can... |
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| Tsnyuwyntkaayulf Tcigicihhree |
| ocdoaaaaaewyorie. ikntmwtsornd |
| shdlsnwiiglmasndytffhshdlnovlmn! |
| ceueadavhALYbetasoiteceuigfiee |
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| Tsnyuwyntkaayulf Teigicihhree |
| ocdoaaaaewyorie. ikntmwtsornd |
| shdlsnwiialmasndytffhshdlnovlmn! |
| ceveadavnalybetasoiteceuigfiee |
| wswrht.ootnwrht.kolcehvbe |
| aiotindnasetalnwvraeen. |
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| bigbeelowamvciosn |
| enaltiyuhts.ikdead |
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| waralhpesnlncloco |
| htelyapniFadA.hpyo |
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| dneemeftiwisenrh |
| otvretapgentiote |
| rest. |
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| nt 10 |
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| Nope you like your banner! |
| I woned super hard on it jus' |
| far you! I'm so happy that jus' |
| we're so close now and don't |
| wony. I won't forget about you |
| while I'm in California and you |
| Florida. I mean who could forget |
| you! \*lo! \* N-E-Way His been |
| great! \*hy!! |
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| TIAL OK! |
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| Beyond Our Town: Where the Wilder Things Are |
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| **F**or all |
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| **the Bills** |
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| **out** |
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| **there** |
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| **worrying** |
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| **about** |
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| **their** |
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| **Chelseas.** |
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| *Harvard.* |
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| ONE FIDELY |
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| Even from a |
| t b o u s a n d |
| miles away, |
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| old, men and |
| children. |
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| I develop methods to solve real world problems and to ensure that all of us are able to solve the most problems of our life. |
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| I develop methods to solve real world problems and to ensure that all of us are able to solve the most problems of our life. |
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| I develop methods to solve real world problems and to ensure that all of us are able to solve the most problems of our life. |
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| I develop methods to solve real world problems and to ensure that all of us are able to solve the most problems of our life. |
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| I develop methods to solve real world problems and to ensure that all of us are able to solve the most problems of our life. |
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| M c r t e s n e e m l m i l u t o e p c a l y f h s a n i b s o n t |
| r. a u h r a d v h r s a w i h r y u s e i l l i g i l i e s u y r o |
| w t y u ! |
| i h o |
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| # ...& tears |
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| never imagined the |
| ~~way~~ you and tears |
| her future held |
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| poured out an ocean of tears. |
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| PAIN |
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| ***'I've got |
| myself a |
| winner'*** |
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| lelrknnehutd.asfcig |
| feboeadxaselmoukn |
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| trdfhsikntitd.ae"hts |
| ieotiscadwse"g"mtai |
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| cviguhhsclneoinlan! |
| asnscpyiaadmtoapi |
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| Victim of His Own |
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| MAYBE |
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| MAYBE SHE'S BORN WITH IT. |
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| INTO |
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| NEVER |
| TO BE |
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| S E E N & |
| H E A R D |
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| One minute I was a |
| nobody, the next... |
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| a stealth closer |
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| High excitement videos |
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| of |
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| A child |
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| A Risky |
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| Power Play |
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| all night |
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| SAD |
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| LUXURY |
| **Lifestyles** |
| of the Rich & Fatinious |
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| perverse |
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| HE WANTED |
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| young Girls A TEEN |
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| SHE WANTED |
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| her childhood back |
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| blonde |
| beauty |
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| NO men she trusted |
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| the painful moments |
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| the truth |
| broke her heart |
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| betrayed |
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| ORN YS ENTI ONLY |
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| Only once is, it possible for someone to find |
| a woman with such insurpassed beauty. |
| Every moment in your presence is like experiencing |
| beaven or Earth. |
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| The sound of your voice tickling ~~to~~ my ears |
| is like the sound of angels ~~exceptively~~. |
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| But when we are about O. ~~O.~~ The agony I |
| fong just to have you in my gland. |
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| I sit about, laying it to be near you, longing |
| for your sweet ~~sound~~ to fill the air. |
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| But I rest with ~~the~~ knowledge that I will |
| see you again ~~soon~~, another day, another dream... |
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| ORN |
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| - Agonyous |
| (for now) |
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| weeping teenage |
| girl in the small |
| dark hours just |
| before dawn. |
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| # PICTURE PERFECT |
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| Balancing act |
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| giggly, natural, soft, |
| kindhearted |
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| CUTE |
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| SHY |
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| GIRL |
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| ## BATTLE |
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| Beauty Dies |
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| shattered |
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| No dreams |
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| her tragic end |
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| intelligence |
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| simplicity |
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| born humble |
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| small |
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| generous |
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| little |
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| traits |
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| Jeffrey Loves |
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| ATTACK ED |
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| And it was a long, |
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| tragic trail of tears. |
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| For the person |
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| who has everything |
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| # The Fearful |
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| This man makes a pseudonym And crawls behind it like a worm. |
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| This woman on the telephone Says she is a man, not a woman. |
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| The mask increases, eats the worm, Stripes for mouth and eyes and nose, |
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| The voice of the woman hollows— More and more like a dead one, \ |
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| Worms in the glottal stops.\_`k She hates |
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| The thought of a baby Stealer of cells, stealer of beaut \*/ 4.( :)% |
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| She would rather be deatt, Dead and perfect, like T , |
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| Hearing the fierce mask magnify The silver Iin bo each eye |
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| Where t Ian never swigt, Whe s only tam and him. |
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| 16 November 1962 |
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| Teeishclteslesatntlaot |
| hspgwahmevsmradakbu |
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| Hradcwrchnnm! hvaebdaeo |
| avratostaaias Temkaanmfr |
| aias:stuknsc Msukatrusntc |
| nmlufcigik! r.aerukasadh |
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| Mrinisvrgosuletotforfrr |
| atamnkaersbtfisrosryon |
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| Nwc.Hwssnofralam Yeveshold |
| akeaucmotbese. vlagscoosor |
| ntgasotrod.temmriktah! |
| oeuimrogoises oevers |
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| **PLEASE BEHAVE LIKE THE EVOLVED HOMO SAPIEN YOU ARE |
| AND KINDLY REFRAIN FROM LICKING.** |
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| Ycyvteenbhvl |
| ukbthyateae! |
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| **what if** |
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| you didn't have to worry about |
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| horror |
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| **Mystical island, Photos,** |
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| **the unexpected visit from** |
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| teigsigrtly'fnoevral mtreblaanwlismmn |
| hasutrnsaeiaynecciseikrelgilliloeyia! |
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| Hifbodmrsnamfohsetntoat |
| eetioyakoyrsrmibladhun |
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| hndhrgtoglelthneaeraggs |
| eateintclmtawernsassia |
| dma.solnvclemhntneun! |
| ubinudaeaiditaintr |
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| "yueenvrvr |
| ovbeaev.cy |
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| **Naughty Girl** |
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| 1hn 1mont bek'hwudhy |
| tikagigorawyolte |
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| alwreniwitiln Nyolh |
| loMLossathsog'hwude |
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| bigfinadaevdo? asboe |
| rnarednmkaiel morkn |
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| adhpoeueaspiflnbodloe |
| ntercdrwsoanuadloalvr |
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| tehes. capati "gmayoe. |
| hsetlohlyhsae" nmrl |
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| hytakhsanfrep. fnoea |
| eosGilieohllayncn |
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| mkisoiwudee? hwsocrd |
| aettplolbhrseassae |
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| bcueatoiknwsannuwtfvr |
| easlosscadabrigpihee |
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| seumifeznclscelatohs! |
| nptenreigodhwr! cndti |
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| ORN |
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| # A LOT OF COLD SHOWERS |
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| ## Blood on Their Hands |
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| MRISNN En |
| ralad C. |
| btoosefcad |
| usdelfryn |
| MJBboMCna |
| r.adsn. rowy |
| nvaebradil |
| r.rdnegnBIS. |
| Althmhdncr |
| Lotewootae |
| itihpes! |
| rhsapn |
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| No doctor |
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| TALK TO NO |
| DOCTOR |
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| damage. |
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| dead |
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| "If you don't know, |
| you can't help!" |
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| 11100 |
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| ONLY |
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| SECRET |
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| ORY |
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| Perfectly functional. |
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| **that's good |
| performance** |
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| Even if they aren't. |
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| *Looking for help?* |
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| **The solution is** |
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| **DEATH** |
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| **emergency** |
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| **Play games |
| with the whole world?** |
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| *In a |
| spontaneous |
| outpouring of |
| grief* |
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| ■ THE ART OF PERFORMANCE: THE MAKING OF A |
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| *more powerful* |
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| *family.* |
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| And I |
| Am the arrow, |
| The dew that flies |
| Suicidal, at one with the drive |
| Into the red |
| Eye, the cauldron of morning. |
| —from *Ariel*, by Sylvia Plath |
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| A DEEP, DEEP SLEEP |
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| loneliness |
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| control |
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| power and |
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| *until she cried* |
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| young **KIDS** |
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| one little child. |
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| Teactpebtoia i huhlintaeoo |
| hgmsopduntnwytogt.ddrhvtg |
| wtaynecpjfrynnvengilierfgtn |
| innoexetcfeadohathsanaeinig |
| bcueanwvroekwtaayepcransiad |
| easlmooezwesihbbwaeetiihsnl |
| hdooohBhmsiehs'nfroeesnolnabe |
| atgtteaaalktiAdosmraonpansen |
| mdbcueeostatpoevenseosnlmeti |
| aeeashdenwnarcdraadeadacran |
| tiitmciiabthyottehig'dnwntbte |
| hssiertclatewnofgtnlotatseid |
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| **STAY ALERT** |
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| **WE LIVE WHERE YOU LIVE™** |
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| Tacmavostrtckd, |
| htopndenpoetis: |
| Tevefoids'nteqe |
| hysitfauAdhyp |
| eeyhr lantsae! |
| vrwee! cnoecp |
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| SEYNT ONLY |
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| tiffyotectfyie! lyntein |
| ooefrhrsomifpaighpao |
| wlintgcraotikoenhsod |
| slsoadesnohnsmoeago |
| gnsrhudaebb waaothsan, |
| eeosolhvaav! htbuGilie? |
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| lmoyugnhitol wysondia |
| atoonadesood: hinoeon |
| ayhn!otnsad! dnwnti, lot |
| ntig: andatnl otaths! dn |
| wnaohranupoeueulotaths! |
| atntepiflrcdrbtdnwnti |
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| **Fatal Attraction to |
| just little You** |
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| Genes |
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| DONOT YOU KNOW. |
| YOU HAVE A CHOICE. |
| |
| in his little plan |
| |
| DARED |
| TO SEARCH |
| FOR |
| MEANING. |
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| **The |
| anti-war |
| plane.** |
| |
| **“I understand. |
| how they feel, |
| what they’re |
| going through |
| because I’ve |
| gone through |
| it too”** |
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| **WITHOUT |
| MARTIN LUTHER KING |
| 2003 |
| WOULD LOOK A LOT LIKE |
| 1963** |
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| *I'll fight to the end* |
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| **“I want to make |
| people’s lives better & |
| change the world”** |
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| *To & Dear Granddaughter.* |
| *On Your Graduation Day* |
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| ATTORNEY'S EYES ONLY |
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| # For Graduation, |
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| I wanted |
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| to give |
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| you something |
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| I was |
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| absolutely sure |
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| you didn't |
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| have... |
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