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Over Coffee

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Where are they? I’m not going to bullshit with you, I’m not going to let you steer me down some fuck-alley — Where are they? Do you have any idea what I could do to you? Do you have any notion of your own safety? You think because we’re in a public place that you’re safe? Hm.

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