The oxygen is gone from the air. I am inhaling the vapors of scorched sensibilities and charred civility. A poor excuse for a man is dousing rocket fuel accelerant on every shred of decent society, and then spraying the world with a flamethrower. Would that I could witness him drink a goblet of fluorosulfuric acid and an ice-water chaser.
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