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>"Juicers could be here" she thought, "I've never been in this neighborhood before. There could be juicers anywhere." The cool wind felt good against her bare chest. "I HATE JUICERS" she thought. We No Speak Americano reverberated her entire truck, making it pulsate even as the $9 wine circulated through her powerful thick veins and washed away her (merited) fear of Twitch kiddies after dark. "With a truck, you can go anywhere you want" she said to herself, out loud.
