Beethoven; he’s the best of them. Lord, what a state I was in! Night after night I sat there, I watched her come in, I watched her go. He dodged the boot this time, and smashed his left upon the Wastrel's lips, leaving them bloody pulp. “You must fetch a doctor,” she said. Not a scar but has its history. He did his best not to grin.
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