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Habbida Habbida Habbida.
Bienvenue, benvenuto, boa vinda, bienvenidos, welkom, willkommen,
welcome welcome welcome. In the end it's English, man. It always comes back to English.
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Fuckin' right I've got moxie.
I tell outrageous stories, as if the actual experiences I encounter and subsequently live weren't surreal/crazy/fabulous enough
already, throwing in spice and flair and perhaps embellishing a bit much, guilding the lilly here and there one might say.
Usually only to a great degree when I'm stoned, as I quite am
right now, thus the eloquence and prevalence of words like "thus" and "fabulous".
But I definitely got moxie. That's no lie.
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