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| April 13, 2005
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I found society there composed cheifly of the vulgar, hysterical, brutish, weak, good for nothing people, all well-intentioned who kept up the reputationof the place by making themselves and each other as unhappy as they were capable of being. They wearied and disgusted me; and I disconcerted them beyond measure. -(Don's description of Hell, Bernard Shaw) |
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