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She's trying.

She's out there.

She's living, man.

Getting up planes.

Fucking strangers. Going to Tulum. Coming back. there. She's living, man. Getting up planes. Fucking strangers.

Going to Tulum. Coming back. Going to Europe. Probably fucking strangers. Coming back again. Having a good time. Dancing. Partying. Questla. Beyonce. No mask. Partying. Ordurves. Now you got it. I can't believe it. I can't believe it either. I would have best you were one of those people that can't get it.

You're one of the few.

I would have thought so, too.

Yeah.

But there is a new strain.

So. I can't believe it. I can't believe it either. I would have best you were one of those people that can't get it. You're one of the few.

I would have thought so, too. Yeah. But there is a new strain. So, the way that it happened was interesting because I must have infected a bunch of people before I knew I had it.

Yeah. That's how it goes. Andre Power, one of my friends had a birthday party, Friday in New York.

I went out on a date with this guy I've been seeing.

We'll call him red.

Actually, I'd rather call him Boschiat because that's what he looks like.

That's your type, huh?

Yeah.

You go on his house as like an old skateboard.

He goes, I used to.

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