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Aequitas:
Sorry for your family's loss.
Each year when the Santa Ana winds blow there are always fires because some sick bastards start them. Never fails. I think if they burned the sons of bitches alive when they catch them, others would be a little less inclined to start fires. You know, give them a little taste of their own medicine.
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Let us conduct ourselves in such a fashion that all nations wish to be our friends and all fear to be our enemies. The Virtues of War - Steven Pressfield
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