Ceremony

Ceremony

“ I’m sick! I’m sick! I’m sick! Sick! Sick! Sick! ” Somewhere beneath a 20-strong pile of bodies, Ross Farrar is not so much venting his spleen as squeezing it to the size of a Malteser and letting every last drop of hate and misanthropy...

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