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he was not running or cheering any longer... he was back in the ministry of love with everything forgiven... his soul white as snow... he was in the public dock confessing everything... implicating everybody... he was walking down the white-tiled corridor with the feeling of walking in sunlight and an armed guard at his back... the long hoped for bullet was entering his brain...
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