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#¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨# really irks me is that so do i. ¨#¨##¨¨¨##
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#¨¨¨###¨¨¨ windows into a smaller world, close to ¨¨###¨¨#¨#
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¨¨¨###¨¨#¨ make my tongue curl with satisfaction. #¨¨¨¨¨#¨##
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