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| I was stuck in that deep dark hole for what seemed like forever. | |
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| It was smothering. The stinking damp stench. The filthy slime all around. I prayed death would come soon . | |
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| But when you were finally pulled free and could once again breathe fresh air you continued to choke. What happened? | |
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| Wait, don't leave. What caused you to keep choking? | |
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| Choking? I was heaving. You try having sex for 20 minutes with Aretha Franklin and see what YOU do! | |
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