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... ration of a man who skipped therapy for war crimes.
I was untouchable.
The same couldn't be said for him, though — I had cut his foot earlier. Yeah, clean off.
He wasn't expecting it — probably thought I was too busy monologuing or being a disappointment to humanity.
But no. I was done being that guy.
I'd grown. Mentally, spiritually, and possibly in hair density.
He regrew his foot, because of course he did — apparently Malthus' body parts come wi ...
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