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Whoa! Where all that came from, I have no idea. Well, I have plenty idea, actually, but I frankly don't care where it came from. I mainly just want to get this fucker over with. I'm sick of it. I wish I'd never started the son of a bitch. I wish none of it had ever happened. Ginny and Elliot are dead. Period. That's it. What more do you want? The rest of the story? There ain't no rest of the story. Except, well, what the fuck.
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