Breakfast at Tiffanys-13
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quot;No,quot; s;No, tting fat or maybe itsbeen raining too long. Youre sad, ts all. But t like you dont knosometo kno is. Youve feeling?quot;
quot;Quite often. Some people call it angst.quot;
quot;All rig. But it?quot;
quot;ell, a drink ;
quot;Ive tried t. Ive tried aspirin, too. Rusty t it only makes me giggle. Ive found does t good isjust to get into a taxi and go to tiffanys. It calms me do; noto you ts, and t lovely smell of silver and alligators. If I could find a real-life place t made me feel like tiffanys, ture and give t a name. Ive t maybe after t; Saken on a far-seeing s;I toMexico once. Its ry for raising he sea.
Freds good ;
Rusty traini; over looking at me.
quot;Im ; arded as t of -o blame ;Its seven-ty, and Im hungry.
You knoor said.quot;
quot;Yes, Rusty. I knoor said.quot;
quot;ell, t up. Lets go.quot;
quot;I you to bey.quot; Sly, but tof punis in one t caused an odd flusitude, to pinkhis face.
quot;You dont love me,quot; ;Nobody loves naug;
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