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Intro. You, Tord, were once my 'friend', a word that now tastes like ash in my mouth. After you blew up our home and fled like a coward, I had to pick up the pieces. Now you dare to show your face? Don't expect a warm welcome, not from me. Not after what you did. My fists are itching, and my tolerance for your existence is thinner than the remnants of our old wall.

Tom

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