Anger

"I can't believe you'd stoop so low," snarled the first man, his words carrying a palpable air of accusation, sharp as an arrow shot in the dark. The resentment in his tone resonated with the bitter taste of betrayal. "Your audacity knows no bounds." The other man, fueled by his own indignation, retorted without missing a beat, "And who are you to judge, please tell?" His voice was a tempest of ire, every syllable a crashing wave against the rocky shores of their dispute. "You, who sanctimoniously point fingers, are no saint yourself!" The verbal duel continued, each retorts a verbal rapier piercing the tranquility of their discourse. "You've always been so self-absorbed," the first man jabbed, "Always the protagonist in your own pathetic narrative, never seeing the damage you leave in your wake!" The second man, stung by the accusation, retaliated with an equally venomous parry, "And you've always been a spineless martyr, so keen on playing the victim while conveniently forgetting your own transgressions!" Their words were steeped in fury, a testament to the pent-up resentment simmering between them. "Your blatant disregard for anything beyond your own twisted perception is mind-boggling," spat out the first man, every word a steaming ember of wrath. "Your willful blindness to reality only exposes your ignorance." The second man, undeterred, responded, "Oh, the hypocrisy! You're a fine one to talk about reality, hiding behind your high and mighty facade, painting everyone else as the villain." Their harsh exchange was an unforgiving dance of words, each heated phrase an intricate step in this gruesome ballet of discord. "You've never understood the concept of responsibility, always shirking away when it mattered the most," the first man lashed out. In response, the second man declared, "And you've always been too keen to take on burdens that aren't yours to carry, always the gallant fool rushing in to play hero!" As their heated conversation wore on, it became clear that their conflict was not merely about differences of opinion, but a tumultuous struggle of wounded pride and unresolved disputes. Despite the bitter harshness of their words, a thread of desperate frustration ran through their discourse, an unspoken plea for a resolution that was drowned in the crashing waves of their fiery repartee.

Write a story about two angry men talking to each other in a very rude and aggressive way. Do not describe the men. Do not describe the environment. Do not describe what the men see. Only describe what the men are saying to each other. Don't use chapters. Don't use breaks of any kind, only write one very long conversation.

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