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OK, sweetheart, I'll see you then.
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Shit!
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- Been drinking? - One or two.
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Chin chin.
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Cheers.
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*Caught up in circles, confusion is nothing new*
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Am I OK to smoke?
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Fire away.
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*A suitcase of memories, time after...*
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What do you do for a living?
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Nothing, doll. Tracie's a good-time girl.
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How does she pay for this place?