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Here's to you. Yeah. I was great today. Yeah. Here. You want one? What is it? It's a 'lude. Cool. You need to shut your denver artist mouth... and swallow. And fast. It's bitter. Congratulations. Where are you going? I'm just gonna go back. Wait. Do you love me? Tell me you denver artist love me. Tell me you love me. Do you love me? Tell me you love me. Tell me you love me. Tell me you... Shit. Shit. Fuck. Have you seen my sister? What? Have you seen my denver artist sister? No. Why? She wasn't feeling well. I need to get her home. Where have you been, man? I had to go relieve myself. Where's the brew? It's gone. Someone must have found it in the bush. They must have stole it. Assholes. Are you sure, man? Come on. I'll go look again. No. Cops are crawling. Ace-holes. Have you seen my sister? No. I'm sorry. I didn't see you there. I don't know. Did you look around the corner? I think I saw some kids hanging there. - Smoking? - Yeah. Yeah. Thanks. You there! My babies! Where's my babies?
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