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A Write Hook

Writing, media, journalism, and random thoughts. Follow A Write Hook on Twitter WriteHookBlog. Tuesday, July 15, 2014. Sacrificing one for the good of the many. Murder. Many dictionaries use the word premeditated in the definition of the word, or something similar, like the readily used Merriam-Webster. To avoid breaking this post down to bare semantics, lets say, just for this post, that murder. Defined as killing another human being but. Premeditated or with aforethought of malice. Who knows, but .
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Writing, media, journalism, and random thoughts. Follow A Write Hook on Twitter WriteHookBlog. Tuesday, July 15, 2014. Sacrificing one for the good of the many. Murder. Many dictionaries use the word premeditated in the definition of the word, or something similar, like the readily used Merriam-Webster. To avoid breaking this post down to bare semantics, lets say, just for this post, that murder. Defined as killing another human being but. Premeditated or with aforethought of malice. Who knows, but .

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