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| Gee, Jim, I don't know how to tell you this, but I'm leaving you for another guy. That's him right behind me. | |
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| Can you believe that guy? I'm sorry about that outburst... calling you a "Jew," "celebate," "holier-than-thou..." | |
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| Um, yeah. Forget it. Say, my sweet, why don't we go over to that water fountian and have some wine? | |
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