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| I can't eat anything- it's all potential life! "You are what you eat..." it'd be like biting a baby's legs off! | |
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...and he takes to the streets to find some kindred spirits.
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| Say, do you know anyone around here who isn't eating? | |
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| Why, yes... in fact, we are on a hunger strike! | |
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| Awright, I'm in! So what's your name? | |
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