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Gladiator II: Lucius' Shadow Throne – Rome's Forgotten Son Rises in Blood!
From Numidian sands to Colosseum fire – Lucius reclaims his father's fury!
In Ridley Scott's epic Gladiator II sequel, Paul Mescal's Lucius Verus Aurelius erupts from exile as Rome's lost heir, son of Maximus. Captured by Pedro Pascal's honorable General Marcus Acacius, Lucius battles in the arena under Denzel Washington's scheming Macrinus, a power-broker pulling strings from slave to emperor-maker. Connie Nielsen's Lucilla, his estranged mother, weaves conspiracy with Acacius against the tyrannical twin emperors – Joseph Quinn's ruthless Geta and Fred Hechinger's volatile Caracalla. Lions roar, chariots crash, betrayals bleed – Lucius' rise ignites a republic's rebirth or eternal fall. Paramount's viral sword-noir fuses legacy grit with arena apocalypse. Are you not... avenged?
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From Numidian sands to Colosseum fire – Lucius reclaims his father's fury!
In Ridley Scott's epic Gladiator II sequel, Paul Mescal's Lucius Verus Aurelius erupts from exile as Rome's lost heir, son of Maximus. Captured by Pedro Pascal's honorable General Marcus Acacius, Lucius battles in the arena under Denzel Washington's scheming Macrinus, a power-broker pulling strings from slave to emperor-maker. Connie Nielsen's Lucilla, his estranged mother, weaves conspiracy with Acacius against the tyrannical twin emperors – Joseph Quinn's ruthless Geta and Fred Hechinger's volatile Caracalla. Lions roar, chariots crash, betrayals bleed – Lucius' rise ignites a republic's rebirth or eternal fall. Paramount's viral sword-noir fuses legacy grit with arena apocalypse. Are you not... avenged?
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00:00Lucius Verus Aurelius, Gladiator 2, The Rise of Rome's Forgotten Son, with Paul Mescal as Lucius Verus Aurelius, Denzel Washington as Macrinus, Pedro Pascal as General Acacius, Connie Nielsen as Lucilla, Joseph Quinn as Emperor Guetta, Fred Heckinger as Emperor Caracalla, Derek Jacoby as Gracchus.
00:23The stench of sweat, blood, and decay clings to the Colosseum like an unholy shroud, its once majestic arches eroded by time and tyranny.
00:34The people no longer chant with the fervor of Rome's golden days. Their voices are hollow, their cheers laced with desperation, for they know that their empire teeters on the precipice of ruin.
00:45The twin emperors, Guetta and Caracalla, rule with a madness that bleeds the city dry. Their paranoia is so deep that even the shadows seem to whisper betrayal.
00:57They have turned spectacle into salvation, drowning the masses in rivers of carnage to silence their unrest.
01:05The games are no longer mere entertainment, but grotesque displays of excess. Each battle a macabre hymn to their self-proclaimed divinity.
01:13Gladiators are pitted against caged lions starved into madness. Warriors lashed to chariots rigged with flames, and condemned men armed with nothing but broken blades against hordes of barbarian war slaves.
01:28The Colosseum, once a place where honor and valor stood against the tide of death, has become a pit of soulless slaughter, where life is but a brief flicker before the false gods of Rome snuff it out for their amusement.
01:40Lucius Verus, the boy once destined for the imperial throne, has become a wraith of his own shattered lineage.
01:48The blood of emperors runs through his veins, but it is tainted by betrayal, by fire, by the screams of his people as his homeland was reduced to embers.
01:58Stripped of his name, his title, and the soft silks of nobility, he has walked the path of exile, his childhood memories of imperial decadence now a festering wound.
02:09He has survived as a mercenary, a soldier without a cause, a blade without a master.
02:15But in the festering underbelly of Rome, fate does not grant peace.
02:20It drags him back to the empire's rotting heart and chains him in the dust of the arena.
02:26Branded as a Noxius, a criminal condemned to die for spectacle, Lucius is thrust into the maw of the Colosseum, a nameless pawn meant to bleed for the crowd's fleeting pleasure.
02:38The ghost of Maximus haunts him, the stories whispered by his mother Lucilla echoing in his mind.
02:45Tales of honor, of justice, of a Rome that once stood for something greater.
02:50But honor is a distant relic in this age of madness.
02:54Here, survival is the only currency, and Lucius must learn quickly that brute strength alone will not keep him alive.
03:01In the sewers beneath Rome, where the filth of the empire runs thickest, a rebellion stirs.
03:08Among the dispossessed, the forgotten, the discarded warriors and broken slaves, there is a hunger that no spectacle can satiate.
03:17A hunger for vengeance, for reckoning.
03:19At the heart of this uprising stands a woman whose presence is as sharp as the blade she wields.
03:26A Sicilian gladiatrix, her body a map of scars, her eyes burning with a vendetta that rivals Lucius' own.
03:34She has fought, she has bled, and she has lost more than even Rome's cruelty can quantify.
03:40To her, Lucius is more than another discarded noble.
03:45He is a weapon waiting to be honed, a symbol that could rally the lost souls of the empire's gutters.
03:51But Lucius is torn between the path of retribution and the whispers of something greater.
03:57Vengeance is an intoxicating fire, but revolution demands more than blood.
04:03It demands sacrifice, a willingness to become something monstrous to tear down the greater beast.
04:09Every clash of steel in the arena becomes more than survival.
04:14It becomes a test, a prayer, a battle, not just for his own life, but for the meaning behind it.
04:20With each kill, the crowd's adoration shifts, turning him from a mere pawn into a champion,
04:27a specter that the emperors can no longer ignore.
04:30But Rome's rulers are not blind to the unrest brewing beneath their feet.
04:35And in their paranoia, they orchestrate a spectacle to break the will of the people before it can harden into revolution.
04:42A final battle, an apocalyptic spectacle that will see the Colosseum drowned in more blood than ever before.
04:49Lucius is to face a masked champion, a warrior of impossible skill.
04:55A man whose presence sends a chill through even the most hardened gladiators.
04:59But when the steel is drawn and the first strike lands, a truth is unveiled that shakes the very foundations of Lucius' resolve.
05:08The face beneath the mask is not a stranger.
05:11It is a specter of his past, a force that threatens to either shatter him into dust,
05:16or forge him into the inferno that will consume emperors, false gods, and empires alike.
05:23In the labyrinth of human existence, where shadows of the past intertwine with the present,
05:29the echoes of our ancestors' choices reverberate through time, shaping destinies yet unwritten.
05:36The relentless march of fate, indifferent to our pleas, weaves a tapestry of triumph and despair,
05:43reminding us that resilience is not merely survival, but the art of rising anew from the ashes of defeat.
05:49In the crucible of adversity, the true measure of soul is revealed, not in moments of comfort,
05:57but in the crucible of suffering where character is forged.
06:01The silent whispers of morality guide us through the darkness,
06:05a beacon of hope in a world where the line between right and wrong is often blurred by the fog of ambition and desire.
06:12The Colosseum's shadow, a gnarled skeletal claw against the ochre Roman sky,
06:17stretches across the squalid warren of Sabura, where Lucius, once a scion of Roman nobility,
06:24now exists as a ghost.
06:26The stench of stale urine, cheap wine, and the ever-present metallic tang of blood permeates the air,
06:33a constant reminder of his fall.
06:35His hands, calloused and scarred, clench into fists,
06:39the phantom weight of a patrician ring replaced by the raw, unadorned grip of a gladiator's hilt.
06:46The twin emperors, Geta and Caracalla, their faces bloated with excess and malice,
06:52have transformed Rome into a grotesque carnival of death,
06:56their reign a festering wound on the once-proud city.
06:59Lucius, branded a traitor after their orchestrated massacre of his homeland,
07:03is stripped of his name, his history, reduced to a Noxius,
07:09a condemned criminal thrown into the arena to die.
07:12The roar of the crowd, a ravenous beast demanding blood,
07:16echoes the hollow ache in his chest, a constant reminder of what he has lost.
07:22Within the labyrinthine underbelly of the Colosseum,
07:25the car seers, the gladiatorial cells, reek of fear and desperation.
07:30He witnesses the brutal hierarchy of the arena,
07:34where survival hinges on savagery and cunning.
07:37Every clang of iron, every strangled cry,
07:41every spray of crimson against the sand,
07:44etches itself into his soul, a brutal education in the language of death.
07:49He recalls the ghost of Maximus, his voice a whisper in the wind,
07:54and the stories of Lucilla, his mother,
07:56tales of honor and duty that now seem like faded tapestries in a burning city.
08:02Elia, a Sicilian gladiatrix,
08:05her face a canvas of scars, becomes his unlikely ally.
08:09Her eyes, dark and haunted,
08:12reflect the same burning rage that consumes him.
08:15She is the leader of a clandestine rebellion,
08:17a network of dispossessed gladiators,
08:20slaves, and former legionnaires who navigate the city's sewers,
08:24plotting to overthrow the emperors.
08:27She reveals the emperor's orchestrated spectacles,
08:30the grotesque displays of power,
08:32as a calculated distraction,
08:34a means to keep the populace docile while they plunder the empire's wealth.
08:38The arena, once a symbol of Roman might,
08:41is now a stage for their depravity.
08:44Lucius discovers that the emperor's cruelty extends beyond the arena,
08:48their paranoia driving them to purge anyone they perceive as a threat.
08:53The streets of Rome are patrolled by the Praetorian Guard,
08:56their loyalty bought with blood money,
08:59their methods brutal and efficient.
09:01The whispers of rebellion spread like wildfire through the city's underbelly,
09:06fueling Lucius' desire for vengeance.
09:09He learns that Geta and Caracalla are not merely cruel,
09:13but also deeply unstable,
09:16their god-complexes driving them to increasingly insane acts,
09:20and the empire, under their rule, is fracturing under its own weight.
09:24The arena becomes Lucius' battleground,
09:27a stage where he transforms from a sacrificial pawn into a crowd favorite,
09:32a symbol of defiance.
09:33Each victory is a calculated act of rebellion,
09:37a subtle challenge to the emperor's authority.
09:40He uses the arena's brutality to his advantage,
09:43his every move a calculated strike,
09:46a honed display of lethal efficiency.
09:50The crowd's cheers, once a source of dread,
09:53become a weapon, a rallying cry for the oppressed.
09:56He learns to manipulate the arena's rules,
09:59to exploit the emperor's vanity,
10:01and to turn the spectacle against them.
10:03The final spectacle,
10:05a grand, apocalyptic battle designed to solidify their divine status,
10:10is revealed to be a trap,
10:12a means to eliminate the growing rebellion.
10:15Lucius is forced to confront a masked champion,
10:18a figure of immense skill and ferocity,
10:21whose identity threatens to shatter his resolve.
10:24The champion, a figure from his past,
10:26is a twisted reflection of his own lost innocence,
10:29a stark reminder of the emperor's capacity for corruption.
10:34The duel becomes a symbolic clash,
10:36a battle for the soul of Rome,
10:38a choice between vengeance and redemption.
10:41The arena's gates, once a symbol of death,
10:44become a gateway to revolution,
10:47and the blood-soaked sands,
10:49a testament to the cost of freedom.
10:51The final confrontation is a maelstrom of steel and fire,
10:55where the fate of Rome hangs in the balance,
10:58and Lucius must choose whether to become the monster he has been forced to become,
11:02or to rise as a martyr,
11:04a beacon of hope for a city drowning in darkness.
11:08As we navigate the treacherous waters of existence,
11:11we are reminded that true strength lies not in domination,
11:16but in the ability to inspire and uplift others.
11:20The bonds forged in the fires of shared struggle are unbreakable,
11:25transcending the superficial divisions that seek to tear us apart.
11:30In the face of overwhelming odds,
11:32the human spirit's capacity for hope and renewal shines brightest,
11:37a testament to our unyielding will to persevere.
11:40The silent sacrifices made in the name of love and loyalty
11:44are the invisible threads that bind us,
11:48weaving a narrative of redemption and grace.
11:51In the suffocating underbelly of a decaying Rome,
11:54the Colosseum's blood-soaked sands echo with the screams of fallen warriors,
12:00and the stench of betrayal hangs thicker than smoke.
12:02Gladiator 2 plunges into the fractured legacy of Lucius Verus,
12:08now a battle-hardened mercenary stripped of his noble lineage
12:11after the corrupt twin emperors,
12:14Geta and Caracalla,
12:16raise his homeland to ash.
12:18Haunted by the ghost of Maximus,
12:19his mother Lucilla's whispered stories of honor,
12:22and the scars of childhood steeped in imperial decadence,
12:26Lucius is thrust into the arena's maw as a nameless Noxius,
12:30a condemned criminal force to fight for spectacle.
12:34But survival demands more than brutality.
12:37Beneath the roar of the mob,
12:39a web of political rot festers,
12:42the emperors, paranoid and drunk on godhood,
12:45orchestrate grotesque battles against caged beasts,
12:49fire-armed war chariots,
12:51and barbarian hordes to distract from their crumbling empire.
12:54As Lucius claws his way from sacrificial pawn to crowd champion,
12:58he uncovers a rebellion brewing in the city's sewers,
13:02led by a scarred Sicilian gladiatrix with her own vendetta,
13:06forcing him to choose between vengeance for his past
13:08or rallying the dispossessed to reclaim Rome's soul.
13:13Every clash of steel is a prayer,
13:15every wound a memory,
13:17and a line between martyr and monster blurs
13:20as the arena's gates prepare to unleash a final,
13:24apocalyptic spectacle,
13:25a duel against a masked champion whose identity threatens to shatter Lucius' resolve
13:30or ignite it into an inferno that will consume emperors and empires alike.
13:36In the end, the ultimate battle is not against external foes,
13:40but the inner demons that seek to undermine our resolve.
13:44The journey of self-discovery is fraught with peril,
13:47yet it is in this journey that we find our true selves,
13:50stripped of pretense and illusion.
13:52The legacy we leave behind is not measured in accolades or monuments,
13:58but in the lives we touch and the hearts we heal.
14:01The unspoken truths revealed through the lens of cinema
14:04remind us that we are all connected,
14:07bound by the shared experience of being human,
14:10and it is in this shared humanity that we find our greatest strength
14:14and our deepest wisdom.
14:15The suffocating stench of Rome's decay clings to Lucius Verus like a second skin,
14:22a miasma of rotting marble, sweat,
14:25and blood that seeps into every crevice of the Colosseum's labyrinthine underbelly.
14:30Once a golden child of the imperial court,
14:33his veins now pulse with the rhythm of the arena,
14:36a drumbeat of clashing steel and snapping jaws.
14:40The twin emperors, Geta and Caracalla, have remade him in their image,
14:45a Noxius, a nameless thing stripped of lineage.
14:49His body a canvas of scars and old burns from the night they torched his villa,
14:54his mother Lucilla's final scream still echoing in his dreams.
14:58Her stories of Maximus, the ghost who haunts his strikes and parries,
15:02are both weapon and wound.
15:04Every swing of his gladius is a conversation with the dead.
15:08Every dodge a rebuke to the boy who once watched gladiator from the safety of a gilded box.
15:15The arena's sand, eternally damp with blood,
15:19is a mockery of the Tiber's flow,
15:21a river of carnage that carries the empire's rot.
15:24Geta and Caracalla rule from shadows thickened by paranoia.
15:28Their faces painted gold in the mold of forgotten pharaohs,
15:32their games crescendoing into grotesque theater.
15:35War elephants rigged with flaming tar,
15:38barbarians drugged to frenzy,
15:40and mechanical horrors.
15:42Iron scorpions that spit Greek fire
15:44are tools to drown to sin and spectacle.
15:47Yet the mob's hunger is insatiable.
15:50They chant Lucius' makeshift nom de guerre,
15:54pherox,
15:55as he butchers his way through engineered horrors,
15:58their adoration a brittle shield against the emperor's suspicion.
16:01Beneath the hypogeum's dripping arches,
16:05a different war simmers.
16:06The Sicilian gladiatrix, Valeria,
16:10moves like smoke through the sewers,
16:12her rebellion a tapestry of beggars,
16:14deserting praetorians,
16:16and firebrand philosophers.
16:18Her scars map a history of empire,
16:21the crucible of Mount Etna's slaves,
16:24the rape of Syracuse,
16:25and her strategy is a blade aimed at the twins' throats.
16:29She offers Lucius a choice.
16:32Die a prop for tyrants,
16:33or become the spark that burns their myth to ash.
16:37The emperor's final gambit is a blasphemy of pageantry,
16:40a solar eclipse duel against a masked champion clad
16:44in the armor of a long-dead hero.
16:46When the visor cracks,
16:47Lucius faces not a stranger,
16:50but a reflection,
16:51a younger getta,
16:53forged in secret as his brother's doppelganger,
16:55and now unleashed to erase the last shred of Vera's blood.
17:00The crowd's roar dissolves into white noise.
17:02Here, in the corpse light of the eclipse,
17:06Lucius wrestles with the specter of Maximus' legacy.
17:09To kill the false emperor is to embrace the martyr's path,
17:13to die as Maximus did,
17:15a symbol.
17:16To spare him is to let Rome's soul fester.
17:19But Valyria's rebels are already storming the gates,
17:23their torches outshining the stars.
17:26Lucius' sword descends not on flesh,
17:29but on the arena's chains,
17:31freeing the beasts,
17:33the slaves,
17:34the Noxii,
17:35as fire consumes the imperial box.
17:38The Colosseum becomes a pyre,
17:40a funeral for empires,
17:42and a birth cry for something yet unnamed.
17:44In the ashes,
17:46Ferox vanishes.
17:47Only Lucius remains,
17:49bloodied but unbent,
17:51walking a path where honor is not memory,
17:54but action.
17:55The mob's cheers fade.
17:56The fight, at last,
17:58is elsewhere.
17:59The arena of life demands more than brute strength.
18:03It calls for the wisdom to discern friend from foe,
18:07the courage to stand alone,
18:08and the grace to forgive even when the heart is shattered.
18:12In the dance of power and corruption,
18:14the purity of one's spirit is tested,
18:17and the cost of integrity is often paid in blood and tears.
18:22The ghosts of our past haunt us not to torment,
18:25but to remind us of the lessons learned
18:27and the promises made in the quiet moments of introspection.
18:31The scars we bear are not marks of shame,
18:34but badges of honor,
18:36each one a testament to battles fought and survived.
18:39To truly grasp the depth of Gladiator 2,
18:42one must look beyond the surface of its visceral action and historical backdrop,
18:47instead dissecting its philosophical,
18:50psychological,
18:51and political layers.
18:53The film does not merely continue the legacy of Gladiator.
18:56It deconstructs it,
18:58challenging the very ideals of honor,
19:01vengeance,
19:01an empire that defined Maximus' journey.
19:05Lucius Verus is not simply a reflection of his predecessor.
19:09He is a character fractured by imperial corruption,
19:12a man raised within the illusion of power
19:14only to be cast into its lowest depths.
19:17His struggle is not just for survival,
19:21but for identity,
19:22as he must navigate the blurred line
19:24between reclaiming his birthright
19:26and rejecting the poisoned grandeur of Rome altogether.
19:30The deeper meaning of his journey
19:31lies in the tension between legacy and self-determination.
19:35How much of Maximus' idealism
19:37can survive in a world that has grown even darker,
19:41and how much of Lucius' soul
19:42must be sacrificed to truly change Rome?
19:45To understand the film's core themes,
19:48one must examine its portrayal of Rome
19:50not as a civilization at its peak,
19:53but as a carcass being picked apart
19:54by those who claim divinity.
19:56The twin emperors,
19:58Geta and Caracalla,
19:59are not just tyrants.
20:01They represent the ultimate consequence
20:03of unchecked power,
20:05their paranoia,
20:07turning the empire
20:08into a grotesque theater of cruelty.
20:10Their reign is a historical anomaly,
20:13marked by one of Rome's
20:14most bizarre and violent successions.
20:17Caracalla infamously murdered his own brother
20:20and later declared himself a god,
20:22ruling with a megalomania
20:24that sought even the sin of Cali.
20:26This real historical context
20:28bleeds into the film,
20:30where their reign is depicted
20:31as an empire gasping for air,
20:34using bloodshed not as conquest,
20:37but as distraction.
20:38Understanding this historical decay
20:40allows a deeper appreciation
20:42of how the Colosseum
20:44is no longer just a stage for battle,
20:46but a metaphor for Rome itself.
20:49A place where spectacle
20:50has replaced substance,
20:52where the people have become
20:53complicit in their own oppression,
20:55entertained to death
20:56while their world crumbles around them.
20:58A rare but essential aspect
21:00to grasp
21:01is the film's use
21:03of forgotten Roman practices
21:04that lend an eerie authenticity
21:06to its brutal vision.
21:08One such element
21:09is the role of Noxii,
21:11condemned criminals
21:12thrown into the arena
21:13without armor or proper weapons,
21:16forced to die
21:17for the pleasure of the masses.
21:19Unlike traditional gladiators,
21:21who trained
21:21and held a chance at fame,
21:23Noxii were living executions,
21:26stripped of even the dignity of combat.
21:29This distinction is crucial
21:30because it underscores
21:31Lucius' fall from nobility.
21:33He is not merely forced to fight,
21:36but is initially discarded
21:37as human refuse,
21:39emphasizing the depth of his exile.
21:42Another obscure but significant aspect
21:44is the presence
21:45of fire-armed war chariots
21:47in the arena,
21:48which, while seeming fantastical,
21:50are based on actual
21:52Roman engineering experiments.
21:54Ancient records describe
21:55incendiary weapons
21:56used in naval warfare,
21:58and the film repurposes this idea
22:00into a nightmarish evolution
22:02of gladiatorial combat,
22:04pushing the Colosseum's violence
22:06into an unhinged spectacle fit
22:08for an empire on the brink.
22:10Understanding the film
22:11also requires knowledge
22:12of Rome's underground
22:14rebellion networks,
22:15which are rarely explored
22:16in popular depictions.
22:18The Sicilian gladiatrix
22:19who leads the resistance
22:21is likely a nod
22:22to the real-life Serval Wars,
22:24particularly the lesser-known
22:25Third Revolt,
22:27where fragmented groups
22:28of escaped slaves
22:29and rogue gladiators
22:31waged asymmetrical warfare
22:33against Rome.
22:34Unlike Spartacus's
22:35famous rebellion,
22:37which was large-scale
22:38and well-documented,
22:39these later uprisings
22:41were crushed swiftly,
22:42their histories erased
22:44or left incomplete.
22:45The film draws
22:46from this obscurity,
22:48presenting a Rome
22:49where revolution
22:50is not a grand,
22:51noble movement,
22:53but a desperate,
22:54shadowed struggle,
22:55hidden beneath
22:56the city's filth.
22:58Lucius's dilemma,
22:59whether to embrace
23:00the chaos of rebellion
23:01or attempt to restore
23:03some vestige of order,
23:04mirrors the unspoken truth
23:06of Rome's real decline,
23:08that it was not brought down
23:09by a singular force,
23:11but by its own weight,
23:12its own contradictions,
23:14and the very people
23:15it sought to suppress.
23:17A final,
23:18almost mythic layer
23:19to understanding
23:20gladiator 2 lies
23:21in its treatment
23:22of masks and identity.
23:24The climactic duel
23:25against the masked champion
23:27is more than a battle.
23:29It is a confrontation
23:30with history itself.
23:32The use of the mask
23:33is a direct reference
23:34to Roman funeral rites,
23:36where a mago,
23:37death masks,
23:39were worn during processions
23:40to honor ancestors.
23:42This suggests that
23:43Lucius is not merely
23:44fighting an opponent,
23:46but a specter of Rome's past,
23:48one that forces him
23:49to reckon with his own
23:50fractured lineage.
23:52The ambiguity of whether
23:53the masked warrior
23:54is a revenant
23:55of his bloodline,
23:57an echo of Maximus,
23:59or even a manifestation
24:00of Rome's lost honor
24:01adds a layer
24:02of haunting fatalism
24:04to the battle.
24:05This duel is not
24:06just about victory.
24:07It is about whether
24:08Rome's soul
24:09can be salvaged,
24:11or whether it has
24:12already become a ghost,
24:13doomed to haunt history
24:15rather than shape it.
24:16To truly see gladiator 2,
24:18one must not watch it
24:19as a mere continuation,
24:21but as a dissection
24:22of empire, myth, and memory.
24:25Every detail,
24:27the eroding architecture,
24:29the sickly golden hue
24:30of Rome's dying light,
24:32the whispers of Maximus
24:34against the screams
24:35of the crowd,
24:36carries weight.
24:37It is a film
24:38that demands understanding
24:39through history's
24:41forgotten corners,
24:42through the decay
24:43that lurks beneath
24:44the grandeur,
24:45and through the ghosts
24:46that refuse to die.
24:47To be continued...
25:17I don't know.
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