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True or not, this is exactly the kind of thing I'd fear. Jack-booted thugs are just a heartbeat away. It is VERY frightful. Especially since I'm the kind of idiot who would let them get about to the point in the story where they want to know what I was reading and I'd simply say "Go to hell, you fascist." While I am unable to control these responses, I have been able to learn that they usually don't bode well for me, and that dire consequences seem to follow.
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