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And his face, quite expectedly, contorted grimace of rage and anger.
- Oh, you bitch!
Your mother is a whore! You’re fucking with someone! – He yelled, – Slut!
That somewhere in the motel? Or in the backseat of the car!?
I knew it, you fucking whore! Bitch!
My feet in this fucking house is no longer!
Jack, white with rage, rushed to the door.
I ran after him, babbling some silly excuse – but with every word and every step – I quite unexpectedly suddenly became more clearly aware that I in general do not care – Jack goes now and forever, or not.
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