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Dear Franc,
Writing to extend my sincerest gratitude. Weapon distribution continues like a parent saving their drowning child: swimmingly. The success of this endeavour lies entirerly at your feet. You are a treasure, and I should like to hold you in my arms and whisk you about! How you would laugh, Franc!
Of course, people would say we're in love.
And I do. I do love you, Franc. I love any man willing to birth a little more slithering, wet malice into the world. By sending out my weapons, putting them in groping, willing fingers, you've done just that.
Yours in faith,
Enver Gortash