The first night I met him, I was violent. 
And I’ll tell you he taunted me and liked such a thing. 
But I saw him the next day. 
And the size of the bruise his bicep held from me was so shocking that I covered my mouth. 
He put me in a head lock, and I made him apologize as I ordered him to pour me a large glass of gin.

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