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OF the visages of things–And of piercing through to the accepted
hells beneath;
Of ugliness–To me there is just as much in it as there is in
beauty–And now the ugliness of human beings is acceptable to
me;
Of detected persons–To me, detected persons are not, in any respect,
worse than undetected persons–and are not in any respect worse
than I am myself;
Of criminals–To me, any judge, or any juror, is equally criminal–
and any reputable person is also–and the President is also.

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