Lather and Nothing Else

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¨It´s hot as the devil. I want a shave.¨
¨But we did very well you know. We caught the leaders.¨
"Some of them we brought back dead; others are still alive."
"Fourteen."
"How many did you take?"
"How many of ours has he sent to their death? How many had he mutilated? Its was best not to think about it."
"I can turn my wrist slightly, put a bit more pressure on the blade, let it sink in. The skin will yield like silk, like rubber, like the strop."
"And what would I do then with the body? Where would I hide it? I would have to flee, leave all this behind, take shelter far away, very far away. But they would follow until they caught up with me."
"I am a revolutionary but not a murderer. And it would be so easy to kill him. He deserves it. Or does he? No! No one deserves the sacrifice others make in becoming assassins. What is to be gained by it? Nothing."
"I could cut his throat, so, swish, swish! He would not even have time to moan, and with his eyes shut he would not even see the shine of the razor or the gleam in my eye."
"Thanks."
"They told me you would kill me. I came to find out if it was true. But it's not easy to kill. I know what I'm talking about."

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