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Sorry boss, but there's only two men I trust. One of them's me. The other's not you.
Come on, man. Guns, murderers and crooked cops? I was made for this, bro.
Mr Bond! We can do a deal! I'll buy you a delicatessen! In stainless steel!
When one is in Egypt, one should delve deeply into its treasures.
We accept the reality of the world with which we're presented. It's as simple as that.
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