I am a man” he told her, “and men do not consume pink beverages. Get thee gone woman, and bring me something brown.
—Cassandra Clare
Whither thou goest, I will go;Where thou diest, will I dieAnd there will I be buried:The Angel do so to me, and more also,If aught but death part thee and me.
He banged on the side of the carriage. “Thomas! We must away at once to the nearest brothel. I seek scandal and low companionship.
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