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Without spoiling the specifics, her later liaisons include a hook-up in a club, a hook-up in a limo, and even a hook-up in jail.
I am the poet of the woman the same as the man, And I say it is as great to be a woman as to be a man, And I say there is nothing greater than the mother of men.
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i rolled my eyes and followed him into the building.
I plead for my brothers and sisters.
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