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“I slowly take the gun out of his hand and hold it tight before I aim it at his head. He just grins and scoots toward me until the barrel is pressed against his forehead. “You are a crazy fucking bastard, Dubh Burton. You have frightening mental issues. So many that I know you can never heal. But I suppose I do, too.”

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Bloody Fingers & Red Lipstick

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“So, take the idea of "rights" and drip some acid on it. Even the most adult of the Ancients knew: the source of a right is power, a right is a function of power. Take two trays of a weighing scale: put a gram on one, and on the other, put a ton. On one side is the "I", on the other is the "WE", the One State. Isn't it clear? Assuming that "I" has the same "rights" compared to the State is exactly the same thing as assuming that a gram can counterbalance a ton. Here is the distribution: a ton has rights, a gram has duties. And this is the natural path from insignificance to greatness: forget that you are a gram, and feel as though you are a millionth part of the ton...”

“Глядя на аккуратные ряды «пулек» на прилавках, Артем вспомнил слова своего отчима. «Я читал когда-то, что Калашников гордился своим изобретением, тем, что его автомат – самый популярный в мире. Говорил, счастлив тем, что именно благодаря его конструкции рубежи Родины в безопасности. Не знаю, если бы я эту машину придумал, я бы, наверное, уже с ума сошел. Подумать только, именно при помощи твоей конструкции совершается большая часть убийств на земле! Это даже страшнее, чем быть изобретателем гильотины». Один патрон – одна смерть. Чья-то отнятая жизнь. Сто граммов чая – пять человеческих жизней. Батон колбасы? Пожалуйста, совсем недорого: всего пятнадцать жизней. Качественная кожаная куртка, сегодня скидка, вместо трехсот – только двести пятьдесят, вы экономите пятьдесят чужих жизней. Ежедневный оборот этого рынка, пожалуй, равнялся всему оставшемуся населению метро.”

“A handsome woman with auburn hair cut short, wearing a silk blouse, cardigan, and wool pants, says that she is a doctor. Deeply sad, she admits that for more than a year she conducted surgeries while high on meth. She initially tried it at a party. "I felt better than I had ever felt before in my life," she says. "I felt as if I could do anything. I never ever wanted to lose that feeling.”

“As if they are a mountaineer climbing across the great slopes of Mount Everest, meth monkeys take quite the health risk. Their minds become mush due to sleep deprivation. Like pillows with way too many hours of sleep invested into them, these minds exhaust themselves and become overworked. Like that of old television shows, their minds become reruns on repeat.”

“She reaches down into her bulging tote bag and pulls out a small plastic box with a hinged lid. It contains a round pill box with a threaded lid from which she tips out a vitamin pill, a fish-oil pill, and the enzyme tablet that lets her stomach digest milk. Inside the hinged plastic box she also carries packets of salt, pepper, horseradish, and hand-wipes, a doll size bottle of Tabasco sauce, chlorine pills for treating drinking water, Pepto-Bismol chews, and God knows what else. If you go to a concert, Bina has opera glasses. If you need to sit on the grass, she whips out a towel. Ant traps, a corkscrew, candles and matches, a dog muzzle, a penknife, a tiny aerosol can of freon, a magnifying glass - Landsman has seen everything come out of that overstuffed cowhide at one time or another.”