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...That would mean something was wrong. Perfect, right? Ha - not lying; 'can't lie about, ah, what you don't remember. Honest. -Tov -- What you recall most vividly about your ...

"I'll just step off the pavement into oncoming traffic, thanks..." What would you say were you to find any one of your characters at the table one tea-time?

Never lie. Honest. Cross my heart, right? Er, hey...if I lied, I wouldn't be telling the truth. ...That's true. -Tov I don't, don't really. Tov lies enough for half the ...

Birds. Ha - kidding, right? Hey, drunk drifters in the res, see birds all the time. Probably. Like Piers sees hope, da? -Tov But there aren't any birds in the ...

Er, sounds? Hey - if I repeat them some bloody drunk's going to think I mean it, right? I'd prefer not to have a broken nose. -Tov Comp.'s buzzing. Vande's ...

Don't like? Er, hell - I'm short. Bloody sucks. -Tov -- What's the tightest corner you've ever been in?

The side away from the sun...right? Unless you mean at night. No sides then, really - hey, you asked. -Tov -- Have you ever forgotten your name?

I'd be dead, right? That means no. Gavno , what bloody use is trading everything for, er, everything? -Tov No. -Piers Mozhet, if it were without the 'life' difficulty. -Tasia ...

It sounds a bit morbid - not because of its meaning, but because of a common public lack of comprehension when it comes to penance. At least, so would be ...

Living, da? Ha; and breathing. Hey - that's an answer. Honest. Er, and true. -Tov Doing? Good god, I'm trying not to run into some idiots that Tov's games have ...

Charged?... Ha. Never charged. Blamed, right? -Tov If there were courts under anarchy, it wouldn't bloody well be chaos. -Piers -- Are you running from anyone/anything?

It seems an odd mix of 'painted' - which brings to mind a 'painted woman' - and thief, which strikes me as more than incongruous. But the contrast of the ...

...Not for stupid questions. Hell. 'Know someone in the city who isn't hungry? -Tov Maybe - you lose track, I guess, when you stop thinking about it, or thinking about ...

For the justice of... Er, hell - serious? Mine. Hey, that's a life, yes? and an answer. -Tov Aleda's. It's bloody unreasonable, or too reasonable; hope doesn't fit into thinking. ...

Coloured? Ha. It would be dead. -Tov --- What's the point of philosophy, then? (Oy, Gyr, you and your characters rather burnt-out? ^_~)