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She Has Her Gown Nicely In Place Tonight, Doesn't She? Black Velvet And Sparkles, Not A Thread Left Hanging. Clever Girl, This City. Even The Sky Is Her Friend.

You Shouldn't Believe Everything You Hear You're Young, Not Stupid.

Genocide Is Like A Dessert. It Is Made Of The Flesh And Bones Of Woman And Children, It Is Sweetened With The Blood Of The Innocent, And It Is Baked In The Ovens Of Auschwitz. There Were Truths To Be Learnt And There Was Wisdom To Be Gained... But There Was A Price To To Be Paid As Well. You Could Not Brush Up Against The Future And Escape Unscathed. You Could Not See Into The Forbidden And Avoid Damage To Your Sight.

My Interests Are Different Now Than They Were Thirty Years Ago.

The Muse Whispers To You When She Chooses, And You Can't Tell Her To Come Back Later, Because You Quickly Learn In This Business That She Might Not Come Back At All.