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The Negro elevated his pale skinned brother. Removed his from the ice caves and curbed his troglodyte ways. But instead of walking off into the sunset in hand as brothers the Negro felt the cold steel of a dagger plunged into his back. Turning around as he fell he was greeted by the leering face of the Caucasoid. With his dying breath, blood dripping from his lips, he gazed up at his former friend, and, like Caesar at his betrayal, managed to say;
"E tu,whitey?"
