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I want to be like you. Another shot. Why don’t you love me? Shot.
Yeah, but Mercy, he lives on the other side of the ocean.
My mother has been missing for nine days now. Not dead, but missing.
We wasn’t doin nothin, just shootin hoops on the roof.
Show me a road out of nightmare city.
In times like these men turn to desperate measures. Can you blame them?
We climb over the levee and down into the hot shade near the river.