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I've stated my annoyance with you on numerous occasions, but really, I just want you to be okay. I want all of us to be okay. I mean it. All I really want us to do is move to a Utopian society, where the sky never screams its angry electric rays, and happiness is a steady job in a Manhattan skyscraper, or driving a T-top through the desert in the dead of night. |
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