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“I know, sir, I know. And as usual you were right. But for her I never would have done this terrible thing. It made me sick to do it. Sick because you have been so good to me. Like a father. Better than a father.” “But you’re a man. And a Muslim. You should be able to control your woman. It is part of your culture. Your faith.” “But she is Brazilian,” exclaimed Anthony , as though that would explain everything. “She is a she-devil. A wicked, wicked s**t. No one can control her. I have tried, but she beats me. Me! Her own husband. You have seen the marks yourself.” hope nodded. “Well, she is much larger than you. But you are still a man, and I despise weakness in men.” “And she cheats on me with other men. And women!” “Repulsive,” said hope in an indifferent tone. “So you know where sh
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