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we've
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all
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seen
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the
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man
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at
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the
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liquor
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store
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beggin'
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for
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your
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change
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the
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hair
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on
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his
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face
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is
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dirty
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dreadlocked
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and
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full
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of
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mange
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he
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ask
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the
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man
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for
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what
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he
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could
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spare
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with
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shame
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in
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his
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eyes
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"Get
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a
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job
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you
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fucking
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slob"
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is
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all
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he
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replies
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God
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forbid
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you
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ever
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had
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to
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walk
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a
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mile
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in
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his
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shoes
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cause
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then
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you
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really
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might
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know
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what
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it's
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like
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to
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sing
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the
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blues
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then
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you
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really
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might
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know
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what
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it's
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like
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(what
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it's
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like)
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then
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you
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really
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might
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know
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what
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it's
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like
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(what
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it's
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like)
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Mary
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got
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pregnant
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from
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a
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kid
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named
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Tom
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who
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said
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he
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was
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in
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love
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he
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said
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"don't
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worry
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about
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a
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thing
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baby
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doll
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i'm
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the
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man
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you've
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been
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dreamin'
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of"
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but
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three
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months
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later
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he
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won't
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date
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her
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or
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return
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her
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calls
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and
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she
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sweared
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"God
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damn
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if
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I
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find
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that
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man
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i'm
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cuttin'
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off
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his
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balls"
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and
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then
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she
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heads
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for
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the
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clinic
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and
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she
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gets
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some
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static
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walkin'
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through
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the
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door
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they
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call
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her
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a
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killer
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and
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they
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call
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her
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a
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sinnger
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and
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they
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call
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her
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a
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whore
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God
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forbid
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you
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ever
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had
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to
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walk
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a
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mile
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in
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her
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shoes
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cause
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then
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you
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really
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might
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know
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what
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it's
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like
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to
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have
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to
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choose
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then
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you
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really
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might
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know
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what
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it's
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like
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(what
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it's
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like)
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then
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you
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really
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might
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know
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what
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it's
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like
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(what
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it's
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like)
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i've
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seen
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a
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rich
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man
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beg
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i've
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seen
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a
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good
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man
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sin
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i've
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seen
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a
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tough
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man
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cry
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i've
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seen
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a
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loser
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win
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and
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a
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sad
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man
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grin
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i
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heard
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an
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honest
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man
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lie
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i've
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seen
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the
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good
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side
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of
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bad
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and
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the
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down
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side
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of
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up
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and
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everything
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in
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between
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i
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licked
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the
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silver
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spoon
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drank
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from
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the
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golden
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cup
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smoked
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the
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finest
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green
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i
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stroked
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the
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baddest
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dimes
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at
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least
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a
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couple
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of
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times
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before
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i
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broke
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their
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heart
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you
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know
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where
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it
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ends
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yo
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it
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usually
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depends
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on
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where
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you
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start
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i
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knew
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this
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kid
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named
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Max
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he
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used
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to
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get
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fat
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stacks
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out
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on
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the
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corner
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with
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drugs
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he
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used
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to
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hang
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out
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late
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at
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night
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liked
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to
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get
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shit
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faced
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and
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keep
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pace
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with
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thugs
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until
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late
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one
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night
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there
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was
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a
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big
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gunfight
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Max
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lost
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his
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head
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he
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pulled
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out
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his
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chrome
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.45
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talked
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some
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shit
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and
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wound
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up
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dead
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now
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his
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wife
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and
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his
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kids
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are
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caught
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in
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the
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midst
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of
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all
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of
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his
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pain
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you
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know
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it
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comes
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that
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way
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at
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least
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that's
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what
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they
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say
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when
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you
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play
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the
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game
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God
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forbid
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you
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ever
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had
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to
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wake
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up
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to
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hear
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the
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news
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cause
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then
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you
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really
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might
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know
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what
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it's
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like
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to
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have
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to
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lose
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then
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you
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really
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might
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know
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what
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it's
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like
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(what
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it's
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like)
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then
|
you
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really
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might
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know
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what
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it's
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like
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(what
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it's
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like)
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to
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have
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to
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lose
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