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| Hello Colin, what foul wind blew you in? | |
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| Oh it's you, Martin. I knew there was some reason for the sudden onset of nausea I was experiencing. | |
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| What's up with those two? Why are they always acting so cold to each other? | |
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| Oh, it happens a long time ago... Really ugly business that... They came to blows. | |
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| Yeah, what were they fighting about. | |
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| No, not that kind of blows, if you catch my drift. | |
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