MERCUTIO:
I am hurt.
A plague o' both your houses! I am sped.
Is he gone, and hath nothing?
BENVOLIO:
What, art thou hurt?
MERCUTIO:
Well, der! I just said that!
I mean:
Ay, ay, a scratch, a scratch;
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Here: have a nutcracker. Whatthehell? Whyarenospacebeinginsertedbetweenwords? Hmm...
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