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My client, Sophie, has been the victim of a grave injustice. Since very early childhood in a crackhouse, Sophie has had but one dream: to be empowered by the right to control her own body. By this I mean having an abortion, a right denied by the rigid authoritarian medical dictatorship denying the right to abortions for all.
“I am not one of those weak-spirited, sappy Americans who want to be liked by all the people around them. I don’t care if people hate my guts; I assume most of them do. The important question is whether they are in a position to do anything about it. My affections, being concentrated over a few people, are not spread all over Hell in a vile attempt to placate sulky, worthless shits.” - William S Burroughs