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Apparently, confessing to me is better than confessing to a priest. They just get you to say Hail Marys. I, however, will encourage you to drink Bloody Marys. And possibly give you some kind of insight into why you may have done a 'bad' thing, or something like that, anyway.

I'm mildly bored, though Corporate Sales Boy is keeping me slightly amused as ever, so here...Confess your Sins. I may even provide special Battersea absolution. (Please note, I really don't expect real sins in here. Like Mr Izzard, I'm looking for an Original sin...)

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