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Its not too late clovis there are still italians
“Bro wait, he died? If I was there, I’d have eaten so many hot dogs they’d have to let him go!”
our legends echo endlessly across history, ever more dilute. The age of gold becomes the age of silver, of iron, of clay, until a frat bro is holding somebody uncomfortably close, crunched beer can in hand, saying, "-
