The man on the TV is saying:
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"When I was in the
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"Are you a male who scores in the
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But I go on with my shopping. Curt is eating
cheese right out of the grocery store shelf, scraping the black mold together with his knife to give the cheese
"a better crust." Someone is calling out for their son Johannes. I think I'm going to be ill.