there are worse things i could do

ramblings of an opera-singing intellectual author
"Me. An assassin… that’s rich. I could have gone along, I suppose. Spliced up, forgot. I believed in this place. I believed in Ryan. But when it got hard, Ryan didn’t believe in Rapture, didn’t believe in the Great Chain. He believed in power. And now this place is busto. And my girl is… gone… worse than gone… one of those… things. So am I an assassin? …Well, only one way to find out.”

"Me. An assassin… that’s rich. I could have gone along, I suppose. Spliced up, forgot. I believed in this place. I believed in Ryan. But when it got hard, Ryan didn’t believe in Rapture, didn’t believe in the Great Chain. He believed in power. And now this place is busto. And my girl is… gone… worse than gone… one of those… things. So am I an assassin? …Well, only one way to find out.”

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