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Emma and I are hanging out at the park across the street from the high school. Kids are flooding out as the Donnas finish their last song and are looking for something to do just as we are. "I could a drink,' I admit to Emma in a lame attempt to try and convince her that we should head over to the Lexington Club since that's where all the bands
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