[After living in a bottle for 8 days, Phoebe had a good night's sleep and a nice long bath before even thinking about looking at her journal. Now that she'd had some time to herself, she curls up in her armchair with a cup of tea and starts dictating:]
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Homura, Guy, Stefan, Rhyme, Neal, Barney )
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Mmmmmm. As tempting an offer as that is, I think I'm going to pass. Thanks, anyway.
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It's an epidemic…
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