truthsleuth
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When my father was alive, he could not have one tear in his eye without my breaking down in sorrow. Here, ICA hasn't a bit of emotion as her father sobs uncontrollably on the stand. Nothing but the projected jaw of anger.
Evil personified.
Evil personified.