40 årsdagen.

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En dag som vilken som helst. Nu ska jag föreställa mitt i livet. Jag skulle snarare kalla det slutet av livet. 

Grattis då, gubbajävel! 

I do not aim with my hand. He who aims with his hand has forgotten the face of his father. I aim with my eye.

I do not shoot with my hand. He who shoots with his hand has forgotten the face of his father. I shoot with my mind.

I do not kill with my gun. He who kills with his gun has forgotten the face of his father. I kill with my heart.



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