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Since you wrecked my room
Can Mr. Farenheit be stopped once and for all?
"Good evening, gentlemen," she says, a thin cigarette held lazily in her hand. The smoke spirals towards the ceiling in delicate ribbons. "Do come in," she continues. Her smile is impressively wide, and yet she exudes such an air of sophistication that it would be difficult to claim it detracts from her beauty. |
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Since you wrecked my room
Can Mr. Farenheit be stopped once and for all?
"Good evening, gentlemen," she says, a thin cigarette held lazily in her hand. The smoke spirals towards the ceiling in delicate ribbons. The room smells like jello and gunpowder. "Do come in," she continues. Her smile is impressively wide, and yet she exudes such an air of sophistication that it would be difficult to claim it detracts from her beauty. |
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