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I dunno dias. It wasn't so much the shoes, but the idea that they had the power and could tell me I had to take an item of clothing off and I had to do it or get in big trouble. It really really really scared me.
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Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in one pretty and well preserved piece...but to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, worn out and defiantly shouting "Wow! What a ride!"
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