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Yes, that one is good, as in good for firewood.
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I'm sorry, I'm gonna have to put her down.
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You are not fit to carry her.
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I tried.
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I tried everything, to like you, to love you, even to look at you.
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But I'm finished, you can go rot in hell.
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Foward, foward.
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So, what did you think, I thought it went well.
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Yes, yes you spoked, they were beautiful words.
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They were not mine actually, but those of our dear friend Blok.
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He's still alive, isn't he?
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Yes, yes. I thought you...