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A briefcase stood alone on the subway platform. Carefully
was not a word I knew the meaning of. That's cos I had a poor education. I was bored with what I was doing on the subway platform and decided to go up to street level. On the way
some frogs will be singing carols. Tread on the green ones, the brown ones mae a horrible noise.
Mae disagreed, it was not a horrible noise at all, not to a viracious lesbite like herself
with armpits
right up to her nose, and beyond, which is where the next story takes you. This story, on the other and is at an end, no more chocolate.
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