"He's not pining, he's passed on. This jihadi is no more. He has ceased to be. He's expired and gone to meet his maker. He's a stiff, bereft of life, he roils in Hades. If they hadn't have plunged him in the drink he'd be pushing up the daisies. He's rung down the curtain and joined the bleedin' choir invisible. This is an ex-jihadi!”
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