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The room was half lit. I looked upon the body: twisted and tense, as if forever locked in the final throes of woeful ecstasy it laid, bare naked, a mockish totem of sinew, fat and bone. I felt a deepness in my chest: apprehension and acceptance washed over me as I became sure. My breath shortened, but I did not avert my eyes. As I leaned closer, I began to make out a familiar face. My recollection did not fail me. It was Original Poster: raped to death by a pack of niggers, as he was a colossal faggot.