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Sure.
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None of them will come near you.
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But you will?
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Well, now,
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see, me, I make myself indispensable.
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I'm a purveyor of certain goods, mostly pharmaceutical.
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And the Albino, he likes his narcotics.
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Where is he?
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He don't come out in the yard.
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You seen his eyes?
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Stays out of the sun like a fuckin' vampire.
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How do I get to see him?