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paranoid?
audience with the Pope
Chatting with the Pope but I’m not sure why he keeps calling me Big Mac.
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alley ratz
Making friends with the locals
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he da bomb
priceless
that lives down the lane
Hey you, blue thing.
I’m looking for a little boy.
See, I have this bag of wool and I’m supposed to give it to some little boy.
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slight misunderstanding
What? Dominatrix? You mean you don’t play dominoes?

How about a game of tiddly winks?
Oh…..
To the right, a little to the right would be … ahhhh….. good…..
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squirrel!
silent stranger
Chatting up a beautiful stranger in an alley…

Hey babe! What’s your sign?
[silence]
Etchings, maybe you like etchings?…..
No?
Or maybe you’d rather a pleasant walk in the woods,
or a long stroll on the beach … in the moonlight?
I do like the strong, silent type…
[sigh]….mademoiselle, j’aime votre jupe rose. J’aime votre sac vert. J’aime tes yeux bleus… et votre petit nez mignon….
my french isn’t good enough either…..
[sigh]
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