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| Y'know, I never had as many stupid problems as when I came back to this city. Suddenly I'm feeling depressed all the time and I hate everyone who lives here again. | |
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| Home is what you make of it. | |
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| What if your home is made of dried herpes-positive cattle stool and torn penis heads? | |
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| Really now, torn penis heads? | |
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