We sat together as a family for dinner at night. And my mother had a job. My dad had a job. But there was always a meal on the table at 6:00, you know.

I love my body
It may fat, ugly, black to you
But it's my authority
With my rules
And I love it.

You are my flesh and blood and I have always doted on you, but right now I would have to say you deserve a haughty, ruined chit for your own and she deserves you.

I try to find what makes even the worst, most despicable character sympathetic at his or her core.

Written By Len Wein

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