Bamity non mauris version 1
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She opened up her third bottle of wine of the night.
Their argument could be heard across the parking lot.
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For the 216th time, he said he would quit drinking soda after this last Coke.
Her hair was a tangled mess which she tried to make presentable by putting in a lump on the top of her head. It didn’t really work although it was a valiant attempt. While most people simply noticed the tangled mess on top of her head, what most people failed to understand that within the tangles mess was an entirely new year. That was her secret. She kept worlds on top of her head.
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title: For the 216th time, he said he would quit drinking soda after this last Coke.
There was no telling what thoughts would come from the machine.
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