Left Out / Außenseiter
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Last published Sat, Aug 14, 2021
I finally killed the bad guy.
The police and the villain, all dead.
Why are the police dead?
Why was I smiling?
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Ich tötete schließlich den Rösewicht.
Die Polizei und der Bösewicht, alle Tot.
Warum ist die Polizei Tot?
Warum grinste ich?
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