Quote by Cormac McCarthy Download Open image ““I know your kind, he said. What's wrong with you is wrong all the way through you.”” — Cormac McCarthy ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 5.0 out of 5 (9 ratings) Copy quoteShare
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