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Two Sheets on a cold night
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
Conversations With My Beloved Part 3
MB: (on telephone) OK. I am ready to leave. Can you come pick me up at Carolina's house.
Me: Sure. Where does she live.
MB: I don't know.
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