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I refuse to dabble in a forensic analysis of the past by myself, let alone with a third party. Chiefly due to the ‘facts’ being impossible to agree upon more often than I’d like, because 'information' put forward has been stored within a highly unreliable medium, not to mention the twists emotions tend to add to memories, turning the actual events into an insidious parody.
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