UM BLOGUE PARA TODAS AS MOSCAS E PARA AS (E OS) MERDAS QUE AS ALIMENTAM
Then I offered him a cigarette. He thanked me as if it had been a full set of Crown Jewels.
What difference did it make whether or not he called me "Sir"? I was still God to him, and there wasn't much I could do about it.
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