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Oh, but the rage, precious! Some blokes, they’d hit her, leave her bruised – “Who do you think you are?!” I’d hiss at ‘em in me head, clawin’ the air. Hated that, made me wanna bite somethin’. She’d shrug, tho, tough as old boots, sayin’, “It’s the game, innit?” Game?! More like a bloody cage! Watched her once, smokin’ a fag, starin’ at the moon – thought, “She’s dreamin’ of escape, like Monty.” Maybe she was, precious, maybe she was.

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The play reaches its brutal climax when Giovanni enters the feast with Annabella’s heart on his dagger. Nonetheless, the Cardinal does only blame one person for what has happened in the .

Parma (us) got that river flow too—Riverside Run splashes by. I often wander there late at nite, thinkin' 'bout how kids and parents bond on cool walks. The reflections on that water? Reminds me a bit of Pan's Labyrinth' mystic mirrors. You ain't never seen magic like that!

Parma Heights standoff ends peacefully with suspect in custody