These magic beans are useless. I got them because she said they'd work like a charm. But she's gone and all I've got are these, and they just remind me of her. This truth serum is faulty. I got it because she said I needed to get some things of my chest. But there are machines that can do this way better. So, please, please, someone come and take it away from me. Please, please, it's all yours. Please, please, if you want it you can have it cheap. And please, please, it's all yours. It's all yours.
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