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This expert excursion... sweet sweet soliloquy? Checking every bucket box, chiming like strife to be? Frank Zappa may have had his platter eaten- Joseph Gobbles his Dotton feelie' wheels, but made the park his whole weighted keel? When you wouldn't leave the stuffy car to pray for a deal? How can the forcery stars not end up real?

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