Hey you. Yes, you there, miss. You were on the Orange line yesterday afternoon, bound for Vienna, at Rosslyn. I sat down in the seat behind your row; you were standing, and talking to your man who was seated. I don't know what the hell you were talking about, because I turned my music up really loud to drown you out. Frankly, I don't care
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y de todo lo que escribo aquí, ¡¿esto es lo que lees?! ;-p
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