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i go to a poker game last night with a pal of mine who is named pete. pete loses, he leaves, a while later i lose and i leave.
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and i'm making the long cold walk back to the dorms when i pass a group of giggling, twittering girls.
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and i'm a short distance ahead of them when i hear footsteps fast approaching behind me but think nothing of it
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