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| tell me more, i love city folk... | |
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| "...the city streets became the home of the weak and the tired. i am not weak nor am i tired..." | |
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| oh oh, i love those muscles...continue, please | |
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| "...and in conclusion, i saved the drowning children from the river because of the tea leaves i smoked." | |
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