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ooooo ooooo .oooooo. oooooooooooo HOE E'ZINE RELEASE #725
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888 888 888 888 888 "Her Russian Life (The True One)"
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888ooooo888 888 888 888oooo8
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888 888 888 888 888 " by Mr A Jim
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888 888 `88b d88' 888 o 7/6/99
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That was terrible. I felt almost as though I were the one being
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beaten. Beaten and abused. At sixteen. She's still letting herself be
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beaten at sixteen. Of course, at this point, she's so used to it that she
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wouldn't even think of resisting. Why was she beaten? Oh, her father found
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out about her medical condition (he was quite insenced about the whole
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thing). Yeah. It was the endless rambling that took me there. Her
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rambling can be quite informative. Two minutes and a tiny wish for
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ignorance.
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She lived in the Bloc for a few years, until they made the glide. On
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most days, she would have enough time to get sexualized at an early age by
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other kids. Here, she could only look forward to being raped by a drunken
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man. Her parents never left her side. Frequently, she could hear their
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tiny voices. "Shut up, little girl!" "You're getting fat. Let me teach
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you how to throw up."
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They loved to threaten, those folks. And they did. With impunity.
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Ah, they could be quite mischevious, those folks. They did just what they
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felt like doing... They would smack and bruise her until it seemed their
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hands must be raw.
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She was a disturbed girl (in fact, actively disturbed by her
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parents), and knew little of reality. The only reality she had was the
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hormone-soaked world of corruption and infidelity projected by her family
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accquaintances. When she was thirteen, aside from deciding that she must be
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a lesbian, she found a the perfect boyfriend who could taunt and belittle
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her all day long. Eventually, she realized that she could get all the
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insults she craved by sticking with The Other Russian Girl. That particular
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ice queen had all the tools necessary to hold her in her pale, greenish
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grip.
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Then, one evening, she met All-American Jewish Boy. Like her, he was
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in attendance at a party. She admired his original pickup line and his
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pleasing aesthetics. He decided, since he was so cool, that he should
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rescue her. But she was actually in control now. He would never tell
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anyone who could make a difference about her hell, but he would contract the
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disease. Incurably, he would ramble. Just like her.
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She did so many wonderful things with him. She played organized
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sports, and got naked, and engaged in some intimate activities. Yes, it was
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certainly different this time. Not like the last two times she had been
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screwed by an older man. And she did lots of other fun stuff, too. She met
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his cool friends, and planned their future, and cheated on him.
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Now, don't be shocked. Yes, she violated his trust three or four
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times, but one was with a girl. So it didn't count. But she would tell
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him. And he would learn more, but still be optimistic because he was so
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cool. And besides, for the number of people he could use up and be
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facetious to, he could stand to invest himself in her. After a while he
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would say, "Now, sweetie, you didn't mean it."
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But maybe she did. At least she felt it. And she never let him
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start again. But she's still around, kickin' it in the USA.
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So, I suppose you understand how much her mother loves her?
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[ (c) !LA HOE REVOLUCION PRESS! HOE #725 - WRITTEN BY: MR A JIM - 7/6/99 ]
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