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| Oh, great mystic, tell me! Who was I in my past life? | |
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| My mystic senses tell me you were once... Erma Rosenbladt! | |
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| Wow! That's... um, who the hell was Erma Rosenbladt? | |
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| She was a hotel laundress in Germany who died of syphilis in 1703. | |
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| To tell you the truth, I was kind of hoping to be Napoleon or something. | |
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| Napolen would probably be pissed off if he came back as a guy who believes in this kind of crap. | |
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