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Black beans iced coffee duck laid egg potato salad violet lemonade. Crispy tangy salty sweet all made from farms down the street. Clucking hens quacking ducks bills in beaks dough in bucks read each letter sound it out: headache riddle, what’s confusing? Feelings bounce conditioned choosing, it’s about to get good, it’s about to get bad, inevitably gonna be ugly ‘n sad – dabbing dogs fight drip-drooling high as kites running brewing tension strungout in the lines, hangout here long as you like.

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