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As I lay there on the altar bleeding out of the gash in my chest, with a six-inch knife stuck in my heart, it occurred to me that I really must have fucked up.
As I lay there on the altar bleeding out of the gash in my chest, with a six-inch knife stuck in my heart, it occurred to me that I really must have fucked up.