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       Ever since: when I started grow up avalanchely: in the magical housing estate in Petržalka:
I don't understand honestly: by what fatal accident: some cute words may come into the world.
       Because: I was overwhelmed by real horror: when: one day: without warning:      the several
local street gang leaders at once: loudly expressed their greatest contempt:  and sincere disgust:
against this man ⇧ (in the immediate vicinity: the most fictitious)  :whom I considered a lifelong
role model from the first hearing: and the object of all possible hungry envy.
       Certainly:  it has been since I have no longer understood this perverted and confused world
- where the beautiful gods - not only      - do not enjoy the deserved admiration and humble quiet
respect: but moreover: they are considered less than shit.