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in this low-rent development, so Y.T.'s avatar has to walk the entire way.
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window. And the fact that it's Vietnam makes it twisted and spooky. Y.T. can't wait rough face fucking to tell Roadkill rough face fucking about this place. She wonders if it has bombings and strafings and napalm drops. That would be the best.
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