 More mystic enlightenment |
 This time I get to be fuzzy too, Phileas |
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 We know the truth now |
 I can't face it anymore |
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 It's going to be all right, Rebecca |
 I don't want to look |
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 Jules has finally succumbed to all those joy rides in the Phoenix |
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 I shouldn't have let him do it. I blame myself. |
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 Blaming Himself |
 Uh, hey, isn't this a gray hair? |
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