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What do you think
you're looking at, duster?
You don't know anything
of my story. You never will
I won't tell it.
You're big, sure. I'm bigger
where it counts.
What do you think
you are? Unstoppable
invincible, a god,
a hero, some kind of fighter,
stronger than me
or faster?
Duster, I am
stone.
Everything you throw at me
I'll endure. You can kill
maybe
but I'll live. You can take
everything
but I won't miss it.
You can have the last word
I don't want it.
Silence
always remains.
Stone is silent and I am
stone.
You'll never win
sodding blighter, dirty
fighter, you nug-humping
son of a bronto:
I am Maynee Brosca
and you are just life.