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Kevin is gone again with a clocharde tonight... Alone in my taxi, I'm asking myself why I care that much. How handsome he was tonight, with his camo pants... She's lucky, the tall girl.

His thoughts blurred by alcohol, Porco Rosso fell asleep in the taxi. The taxi driver had to pat his head to wake him up.

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