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"It's hard to look away, isn't it, Carl? So xxx hard proposal to look away. It's so pretty, so shiny xxx and sparkly. You can't proposal look away from the pretty stone, can't stop following it with your eyes as it wife swings back proposal and forth proposal, shiny, sparkly xxx, back and xxxproposalwife forth xxx, back and forth. Try to stop following it with your eyes, shiny, sparkly, back and forth; you xxxproposalwife can't, can you, Carl?"

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