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Image of the quote is loading... SaveSave You think one's any different from the next? I mean, when it comes right down to brass tacks, people killing each other since they figured out how, that's all. Give them pretty names and numbers, but it's all the same to the worms. - Quote by Caitlín R. Kiernan

You think one’s any different from the next? I mean, when it comes right down to brass tacks, people killing each other since they figured out how, that’s all. Give them pretty names and numbers, but it’s all the same to the worms.

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