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Stains

The world is stained, we've made like that. We stain things all the time, our clothes are stained in regular ways, and we build things for specifically staining.

We've found patterns for staining! Squared or horizontal or vertical or diamond shaped. Even the no pattern stains have a pattern. We stain in natural or complicated ways. We combine them to create other stains!!! We know yellow and blue stains get green and blue and red stains are purple.

We take instruments to stain from nature, or we made ourselves. We produce materials to be easily stained, and we had the great ideas of making other ones that are stainless!!!

We make stains over the old ones. We "renovate" or entirely transform the stain, and stains with lights and shadows are secured in the most famous museums in the world.

We've made a science of staining, and we attribute mental powers to the ways or patterns we stain. If you get more orange, you get more hungry, if it is bluer there's more peace; if the stain is red is more passionate... There is an intrinsic power there.

We cannot live without a stain, and we got the obsession of staining.

My point sir, it is for you to understand that stains are as natural as humans. What is the problem of having one more?


//Declaration of a blood stained man in front of a dead body //

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