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"Were you alone?"
Aug. 7th, 2012 11:27 pmMeeting Dirk. Slug drops by. Phoebe gives an archery lesson, then, later, puts her foot down.
( But I know well how important certain things can be when a soul is lost an' left wanderin'. )
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( I'm like Jerry Springer. All the trash comes to me. )
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( Yes. Patience. She needs _patience_. )
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( He doesn't respect me. He doesn't protect me. He won't help me. )
( But I know well how important certain things can be when a soul is lost an' left wanderin'. )
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( I'm like Jerry Springer. All the trash comes to me. )
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( Yes. Patience. She needs _patience_. )
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( He doesn't respect me. He doesn't protect me. He won't help me. )
