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There was talk of wild bacchanalian dancing on the grounds of the wool church, overturned rubbish bins, sheep entrails flung at passersby...
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Sheep are very philosophical, I hear. Stop this hopeless dreaming.
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She’s the worst student in my Modern Film class and we’re alone at a bar.
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no matter how many drunks I spoke to, no matter how many strangers I tried my new theories on, no matter how many of my, currently distant friends I out-witted and educated with my revelatory nuggets of wisdom, I still see no sign of impact on the evening
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