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"It's a shame we can't cut them down."
"Some pothead burned down the dorm and I only managed to save the rosary."
"Not until January 6th" she scolded as I rubbed my hand.
"You're going to make me fat" I mumbled through a mouth of pastry.
"Candles? Don't trees burn?"
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