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"sometimes wood is all you get." im leaving the place. im happy to be here, but i have to leave. i have to go to work. the cigarette smoke that had never been unleashed is now playing a tune. now playing: cigarette smoke. NOW: CIGARETTE. i wipe a thick layer of sweat from my face. im reaching into my pocket and im feeling the nylon clinging
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Where have you been duder? Long time, no talky. Did you make a magical trip somewhere on a magical tricycle? If so, that would be awesome, and you have to share the magic tricycle with me next time.
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