| I was walking through Ridgewood, Queens.
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| I was flipping through magazines.
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| I was so stoned and starving.
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| I was reading ingredients,
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| Asking myself «should I eat this?»
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| I was so stoned and starving.
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| I was scratching off silver ink.
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| I was deciding what to drink.
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| I was so stoned and starving.
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| I was walking through Ridgewood, Queens.
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| I was flipping through magazines.
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| I was so stoned and starving.
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| I was walking through Ridgewood, Queens.
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| I was flipping through magazines.
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| I was so stoned and starving.
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| I was debating Swedish Fish,
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| Roasted peanuts or licorice.
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| I was so stoned and starving.
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| I was holding some wadded bills,
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| I was reading that smoking kills.
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| I was so stoned and starving.
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| I was walking through Ridgewood, Queens.
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| I was flipping through magazines.
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| I was so stoned and starving. |