❝ɪ'ᴅ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛᴏ sᴀʏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪ'ᴍ ᴀ ᴅᴇᴄᴇɴᴛ ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴ. ʙᴜᴛ ᴄ'ᴍᴏɴ. ᴡʜᴀᴛ's ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴏɪɴᴛ ɪɴ ʟʏɪɴɢ, ɴᴏᴡ?❞
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☉ᴇɴɢʟɪsʜ
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☉ᴘᴏʀᴛᴜɢᴜᴇsᴇ
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02 ♖ᴛᴏxɪᴄ
03 ♖ᴡɪᴄᴋᴇᴅ
04 ♖ᴍɪsᴛᴀᴋᴇ
05 ♖ᴍᴀʏᴅᴀʏ
06 ♖ғᴀɪʀ ᴘʟᴀʏ
07 ♖ᴛʜᴇ ɢɪʀʟғʀɪᴇɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇᴏʀʏ
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