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| I know Ben. We have met before, just chatting but he didn't want to listen much. This time I wasn't gonna leave without him. He begged, over and over again. I didn't listen much to him | |
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| Her last cup of coffee was a nice one. She's not known to be a spiller but most of her coffee came on the table by fear. Mary was a new accquaintance to me. She got stabbed. | |
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| You may think this boy is cute. I couldn't care less. His parents should have talked to him more about traffic. I'm taking him with me. Just waiting for that damned truck to show up | |
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