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| Well Superman, since losing my job at the plant, things have been hard. | |
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| No money, no food. My only comfort is this old bottle, which I'm forced to keep refilling with my own urine. | |
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| What I'm trying to say is this phonebox is my home now, stop coming here and taking your schmeckel out. | |
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