"Sympathy for you is like a Band-Aid after the guillotine. It just won't do nothin'. You're gonna slump there and you're gonna bleed and there's nothin' this little bandage is gonna do. You'd feel foolish for even tryin', thinkin' that what you're doin' makes a difference. And so it is with you and my sympathy, or lack thereof. The second I start tryin' to understand where you're comin' from is the second I start lookin' like a chump. It ain't gonna change your situation. What's it gonna do for you? And I'll be washin' blood off my hands for a week."
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