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| i'm a man. i have free will. i can choose, dammit. choose to walk through the door of this brothel and have wild lusty sex with a beautiful woman, or walk away and remain faithful to my loving wife | |
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| no, you know what? i'm going home to her. i'm gonna tell her how close i came and beg her forgiveness | |
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