: Speak to me of civil war, I told Delhi.
: I will, she said.
: Speak to me of blood on the streets, I told Delhi.
: I will, she said.
: And if there is blood on these streets - I asked the city - do you promise that he'll be the first to go - that man with the fat folds under his neck?
: Promise!!!
: I will, she said.
: Speak to me of blood on the streets, I told Delhi.
: I will, she said.
: And if there is blood on these streets - I asked the city - do you promise that he'll be the first to go - that man with the fat folds under his neck?
: Promise!!!
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