Answer
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1776.
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New
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York
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City
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Pardon
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Me.
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Are
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you
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Aaron
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Burr,
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sir?
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That
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depends.
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Who's
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asking?
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Oh,
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well,
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sure,
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sir
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I'm
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Alexander
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Hamilton,
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I'm
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at
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your
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service,
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sir
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I
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have
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been
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looking
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for
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you
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I'm
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getting
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nervous
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Sir...
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I
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heard
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your
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name
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at
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Princeton.
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I
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was
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seeking
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an
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accelerated
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course
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of
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study
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when
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I
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get
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sort
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of
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out
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of
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sorts
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Answer
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with
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a
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buddy
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of
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yours.
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I
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may
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have
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punched
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him.
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It's
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a
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blur,
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sir.
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He
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handles
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the
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financials?
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You
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punched
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the
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bursar
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Yes!
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I
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wanted
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to
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do
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what
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you
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did.
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Graduate
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in
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two,
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then
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join
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the
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revolution.
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He
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looked
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at
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me
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like
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I
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was
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stupid,
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I'm
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not
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stupid.
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So
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how'd
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you
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do
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it?
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How'd
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you
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graduate
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so
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fast?
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It
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Answer
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was
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my
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parents'
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dying
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wish
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before
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they
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passed
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You're
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an
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orphan.
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Of
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course!
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I'm
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an
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orphan
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God,
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I
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wish
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there
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was
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a
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war!
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Then
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we
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could
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prove
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that
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we're
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worth
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more
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than
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anyone
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bargained
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for...
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Can
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I
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buy
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you
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a
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drink?
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That
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would
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be
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nice
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While
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we're
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talking,
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let
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me
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offer
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you
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some
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free
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advice
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Talk
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less
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Smile
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more
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Answer
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Don't
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let
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them
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know
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what
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you're
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against
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or
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what
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you're
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for
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You
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can't
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be
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serious
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You
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wanna
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get
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ahead?
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Yes
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Fools
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who
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run
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their
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mouth
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off
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wind
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up
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dead
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What
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time
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is
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it?
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Show
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time!
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...like
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I
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said...
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Show
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time!
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Show
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time!
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I'm
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John
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Laurens
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in
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the
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place
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to
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be!
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Two
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pints
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o'
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Sam
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Adams,
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but
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I'm
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workin'
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Answer
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on
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three!
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Those
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redcoats
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don't
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want
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it
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with
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me!
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Cuz
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I
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will
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pop
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chick-a
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pop
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these
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cops
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till
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I'm
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free!
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Oui
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oui,
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mon
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ami,
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je
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m'appelle
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Lafayette!
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The
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Lancelot
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of
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the
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revolutionary
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set!
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I
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came
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from
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afar
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just
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to
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say
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"Bonsoir!"
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Tell
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the
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King
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"Casse
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toi!"
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Who's
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the
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best?
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C'est
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moi!
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I
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am
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Hercules
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Mulligan
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Up
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in
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it,
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Answer
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lovin'
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it,
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yes
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I
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heard
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ya
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mother
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said
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"Come
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again?"
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Lock
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up
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your
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daughters
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and
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horses,
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of
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course
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it's
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hard
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to
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have
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intercourse
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over
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four
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sets
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of
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corsets...
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No
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more
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sex,
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pour
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me
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another
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brew,
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son!
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Let's
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raise
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a
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couple
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more...
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To
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the
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revolution!
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Well,
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if
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it
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ain't
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the
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prodigy
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of
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Princeton
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collage!
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Aaron
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Burr!
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Give
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us
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a
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Answer
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verse,
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drop
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some
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knowledge!
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Good
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luck
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with
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that:
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you're
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talkin'
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a
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stand
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You
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spit.
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I'm
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'a
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sit.
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We'll
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see
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where
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we
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land
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Burr,
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the
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revolution's
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imminent.
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What
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do
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you
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stall
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for?
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If
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you
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stand
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for
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nothing,
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Burr,
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what'll
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you
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fall
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for?
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Who
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are
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you?
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Who
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are
|
you?
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Who
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are
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you?
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Who
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is
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this
|
kid?
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What's
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he
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gonna
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do?
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