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A brief snippit of overheard conversation
“Do you mind if I open the blinds?” I asked.
“No,” said Spring [1], “go ahead.” I head over to the sliding glass door.
Spring starts singing: “Let the sunshine in! Let the sunshine in!”
“Cut it with the hippy crap,” I said, opening the blinds.
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