Humans have been killing each other all the time, and now we finally have a powerful weapon to end the killing. Once the nuclear weapon explodes, it doesn't matter, we will all be destroyed.

You must stop this, or everyone will die and the universe will not notice.

Miracles are meaningless. Only what can happen will happen.

If I admit that I am wrong, will you smile at me?

About what?

About miracles, small probability things happen again and again, just like oxygen becomes gold. I've always wanted to see this happen, but I've always ignored the power of human beings to make people. Millions of cells make up a living body, which goes on from generation to generation until your mother falls in love with a man, the comedian edward blake. She has ten thousand reasons to hate him, and you are unique because of a rebellion against this unfathomable probability. Second, you were born in this world. Extracting such a distinctive appearance from all the disordered genes is like turning air into gold. This is a miracle ~! So I was wrong.

It's nothing. People are always taken to some strange places by life, experiencing some strange things, but there is nowhere to tell.

This city is afraid of me. I've seen its true colors. The street is just another kind of drain, and the drain is full of blood. When the drainage ditch is finally destroyed, all the bad guys will drown, and so will their accumulated crimes of sex and murder. All prostitutes and politicians will shout for help ~ ~! I'll say no gently

If a person is arrested, an animal will die.

My hands are shaking and blood is splashing on my face. Walter disappeared with the girl's death. Since then, only Rorschach ink (ink)

God didn't kill the girl, it wasn't fate to slaughter and dismember her, and it wasn't fate to feed her body to the dog. If God saw what happened that night, he didn't seem to care. From then on, I understood that it was not God who made the world like this, but us.

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