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  "textContent": "hayaomiyazaki:\n\n> > I couldn’t hurt you. It’s so nice to talk with you, like we are almost related. The way you speak, your gestures, your mouth, everything. It’s delightful to behave in that rather weak sort of way with you. Just think: me, your master, confessing to you, my pathetic little worm whom I could utterly crush if I chose to.\n>\n> **Institute Benjamenta, or This Dream People Call Human Life** — 1995 dir. the Brothers Quay",
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