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You Take Up For Your Buddies, No Matter What They Do. When You're A Gang, You Stick Up For The Members. If You Don't Stick Up For Them, Stick Together, Make Like Brothers, It Isn't A Gang Anymore. It's A Pack. A Snarling, Distrustful, Bickering Park Like The Socs In Their Social Clubs Or The Street Gangs In New York Or The Wolves In The Timber.

...but I've Never Regretted It. You Can't Regret Experience.

I Used To Be Sure Of Things. Me, Once I Had All The Answers. I Wish I Was A Kid Again, When I Had All The Answers

I Lie To Myself All The Time. But I Never Believe Me.