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We'll
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ask
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if
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we
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can
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have
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six
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in
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If
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not
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we'll
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have
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to
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have
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two
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Well,
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you're
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comin'
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up
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at
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our
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end,
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aren't
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you?
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So
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I'll
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get
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one
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with
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you
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Won't
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he
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let
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us
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have
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six
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in?
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Especially
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not
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with
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the
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food
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He
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could
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have
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just
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told
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us
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no,
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though
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He
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didn't
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have
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to
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be
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rude
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You
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see
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her
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with
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the
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green
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dress?
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She
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talked
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to
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me
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at
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the
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bar
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Well,
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how
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come
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it's
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already
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two-
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pound
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fifty?
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We've
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only
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gone
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about
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a
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yard
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Didn't
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you
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see
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she
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were
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gorgeous?
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She
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were
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beyond
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belief
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But
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this
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lad
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at
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the
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side
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drinkin'
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his
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Smirnoff
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Ice
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Came
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and
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paid
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for
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her
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Tropical
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Reef
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And
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I'm
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sitting,
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going
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backwards
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And
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I
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didn't
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want
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to
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leave
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I
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said,
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"It's
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High
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Green,
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mate
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Via
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Hillsborough,
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please"
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Well,
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how
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funny
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were
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that
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sketch
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earlier
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Up
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near
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that
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taxi
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rank?
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Oh
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no,
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you
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would
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have
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missed
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it
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Think
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it
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were
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when
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you
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went
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to
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the
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bank
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These
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two
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lads
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squarin'
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up,
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proper
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shoutin'
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'Bout
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who
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were
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next
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in
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the
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queue
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The
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kind
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of
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thing
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that'd
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seem
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so
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silly
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But
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not
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when
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they've
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both
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had
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a
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few
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Well,
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calm
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down,
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temper,
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temper
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You
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shouldn't
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get
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so
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annoyed
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Well,
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you're
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actin'
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like
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a
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silly
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little
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boy
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Oh,
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they
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wanted
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to
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be
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men
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And
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do
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some
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fightin'
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in
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the
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street
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He
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said,
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"No
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surrender,
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no
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chance
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of
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retreat"
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And
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so
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why
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are
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they
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in
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the
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taxi?
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'Cause
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I
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didn't
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wanna
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leave
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I
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said,
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"It's
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High
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Green,
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mate
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Via
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Hillsborough,
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please!"
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Drunken
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plots
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hatched
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to
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jump
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it
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Ask
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around,
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"Are
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you
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sure?"
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Went
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for
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it,
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but
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the
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red
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light
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was
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showin'
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And
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red
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light
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indicates
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doors
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are
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secure
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