...what a bastard is? Theorheticaly, or in reality? Well, I am one. I am a child so akwardly timed that, when I was born, no one's life was enriched by my existance... and most of them had had time to give it some thought. I was the worst thing that could happen, in many peoples eyes, many of whom came to love me, in spite of themselves
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