Above my favorite part of California, on my way to Mexico.
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- new perspective in the same city
- oh, like you weren't young once
- phase 4: dodging fire for friends
- Relatively fat friend
- SPOTLIGHT: Jocardo E. Ralston
- why minibars suck
- the ambition of N
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- Yes, I Googled that muscle group
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- yeah, don't call her that
- If I put a pricetag on this trip, it would be high
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