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I'm the Undertaker.
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Categories: unapologetic
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When a baby is born, it will cry and howl with its eyes closed, but I did not cry and did not make a fuss, staring straight at my mother with one pair of eyes. That night, when a rainstorm was pouring down, a cloud-walking Taoist man passed by my house and poked my left eye with his finger and blinded me. My father beat the Taoist man to death and was beaten to death in the cowshed. I became half-blind, and would have starved to death if it hadn't been for my second uncle, who raised me. A little older, I stayed at a blind...