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The music was pounding in her head when she took the shot of vodka with the pill in her mouth. Dancing with hundreds of people just trying to forget what was going on in her real life. Nothing and no one could tell her to stop partying in this random club in new york. This complete stranger asked if she wanted to go to somewhere quieter and she followed him. He took her to the roof and said "what's your name, sweetheart." and she quality whispered back "sylvia".
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