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Like anyone can tell you, I am not a very nice man. I don't know the word. I have always admired the villain, the outlaw, the son of a bitch. I dont like the clean-shaven boy with the necktie and the good job. I like desperate men, men with broken teeth and broken minds and broken ways. They interest me. They are full of surprises and explosions. I also like vile women, drunk, cursing bitch with loose stockings and sloppy mascara faces. Im more intersted in the perverts than saints. I can relax with bums because i am a bum. I dont like laws, morals, religions, rules, I dont like to be shaped by society.