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his eyes look arocss the room for some reason to get up. the bottle in his hand grows lighter as time passes. stuck on the couch where he will not have to try. finally a reson to move, the bottle is empty and he grows tired of the nothingness he is endorsing. he slowly stands up hoping for a non chalent trip to the fridge, he stumbles into people
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