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she didn't get himhe didn't really get her eitherthey got togethernot the stuff of movies let me be your main man let me be your cowboy let me be your boogaloo hmmm... what does this make me? i see... then i'll be the indian then i'll be the indian then i'll be the indianher name was ingridhe called her margaretshe just heard ingridnot the stuff of movies
YAHDEE YAHDE
Eshe motioned vaguelyhe agreedhe swaggered past her...he swaggered past again
YAHDEE YAHDEE
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