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[The Rector], looming large in full canonicals, walking, as became a beneficed priest, under the canopy of a shovel-hat, with the dignity of an ample corporation, the embellishment of the squarest and vastest of black coats, and the support of the stoutest of gold-headed canes.

Born as a physical male, she now identifies as transfeminine, or pangender.

[…] while it is our frivolity, our rottenness and our vices, inculcated by us and copied from us, that these Hebraiculi, these degenerate Jewlings, are practising for the sake of our pleasure or their own profit.