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"I am fairly confident I can outrun you and be able to dodge," he smirked as he took out another cigarette and lit it. "As for drinks I can survive until lunch is served. Why? Some hard work made you thirsty?"
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So life gave you lemons. Dilemma is...make lemonade, pie, or squirt life in the eye? I say do all three if you have enough of them.
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