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"I hear the old man had a son." "No, truly? Surely not." "I can attest to it, I played witnessed As part of their caerimonia." "I'm moving him to Rome, He'll live as my slave And I'll make him a gladiator." "Oh-ho, that's rich! He died like an insect, Sipping poison." "How are we going to get away with this? The walls are starting to close in." "Relax, just change the dates. Make some edits." "Nobody will notice?" "I highly doubt it. Plus, they'd have to prove it. And we're sat on top of the evidence." "How many times has this happened?" More than once.
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Feb 15, 2025
Feb 15, 2025 at 12:16 AM UTC
If You Believe It
"I hear the old man had a son." "No, truly? Surely not." "I can attest to it, I played witnessed As part of their caerimonia." "I'm moving him to Rome, He'll live as my slave And I'll make him a gladiator." "Oh-ho, that's rich! He died like an insect, Sipping poison." "How are we going to get away with this? The walls are starting to close in." "Relax, just change the dates. Make some edits." "Nobody will notice?" "I highly doubt it. Plus, they'd have to prove it. And we're sat on top of the evidence." "How many times has this happened?" More than once.
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Feb 15, 2025
Feb 15, 2025 at 12:16 AM UTC
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