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I'm thinking? Strip mall.
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I've run some numbers
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- Nice stationery. - Oh, it's stolen.
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What do you mean?
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After my house burned down,
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I was staying with this neighbour Martha Huber.
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That is until the old troll threw me out.
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Anyway. I'd steal her stuff, she'd steal mine
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It's the circle of life.
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So this paper is hers?
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Oh, god, Yes.
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No, Tom, you can't do this to me.