You gotta' be kiddin' me...
[ There's quiet crinkling of tissue paper. She sounds slightly unsure of herself, a tad bittersweet. ]
Can't say as Ah ever thought of this at home. Didn't think an instrument of slavery could really help me, but now Ah'm thinkin' of it... kinda' makes more sense than Ah'd expect.
[ After a few moments, there's a
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