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C.O, we ran a few schemes past you, Cabron! Camelita with three cigarettes
tucked inside her French braid. Her mother was cool. She left her needles
behind after she was escorted to Grants, pine cones embedded
in the dirt-floor bedroom our teen-t
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Society has decreed that you be in our custody.
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