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| "Dear Sticky, I asked you to come here, where first we made sweet love, to remind you of how good life can be, and how fleeting those moments are..." | |
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| "...and to tell you I will always have a place in my heart for you. But you get on my nerves. Later.---Minnie" | |
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| Well, looks like it's just you and me, Sticky. Two guys on the lam, leaving behind a past we can't bear to face... | |
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| Th--the world will die with my heart...starting with Reynaldo... | |
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| Yep. Gettin' into wacky adventures, bonding...maybe we'll even sleep in the same hotel bed, and we'll wake up and I'll be like "Where are your hands?" And you'll be all "Between two feather pillows... | |
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