12:15 p.m.
I hate deleting things I write. It messes up a lot of things.
I must have written at around 2 a.m. "oh that fellow, it's between him and his G-d if he did "the right thing". Something something, Bentsi deserved the WW2 Italian pizza MRE rations at the bakery".
Jeez.
Terrible.
Hehe
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Plus that happened a long time ago. I'd say that the damage was very great and will likely be permanent on their side, more so than on my side.
I am feeling sleepy. I think I didn't sleep properly. I had like 2 or 3 hours.
I feel very tired.
