While playing with matches in the woods the master destroyed a nearby village. When assessed for damages, he first said it was a “perfect fire.” Then, if not perfect, still not a crime. Then, maybe a crime, “But I’m old. Should not God decide my fate?” #TolstoysTalesofTrump
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Don't worry. God will decide the Master's fate. There's that little passage with the woes to people who have treated their least brethren like dirt.
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