So tomorrow is my birthday, and my birthday party and it's a good thing all of you are coming to my party and have no excuses or reasons for not being here-RIGHT!?
All of them sat, the motley four staring blankly out the windows of Devon’s white-rusted Falcon. Sprawled across sun-worn leather and stranded somewhere in a sea of cement, they lost themselves in pensive thought. Finally
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